Old Ways Worked
The Old Ways Worked
Oh 50 years passed by with the flick of an eye
and our people got so soft don't you see
Back in the fifties people worked oh so hard
just to bring home the bacon for ye
Well the machines oh they came and the work it all went
till there was nothing to do don't you see
it was better back then when the kids had respect
for their elders who sired them with glee
Oh the people grow fat for there's nothing to do
no crowbar or shovel for ye
No sweat of the brow of a days work well done
and a cold beer at sunset for me….
Minority groups have stuffed up the world
full of great ideas so they think
So now the kids are out of control
anarchy comes to the bar for a drink…
Oh I got the cane at school yes too right..
teachers got some respect just from me..
I didn't steal cars & didn't do time
and I’m drugs and alcohol free?
……..Don Johnson
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