Back To Them Depression Days
Sitting around the fireplace
A smile comes onto old John’s face
Talking about Oklahoma them days on the farm
No indoor plumbing, Sears and Roebucks catalogues
Going back to the depression days
Got five bucks and a Valentines card
Just lost my trailer about to lose my car
The more that I got the more that’s not mine
So much a month until the end of time
Going back to them depression days
Now we’re all broke again
Yes, we’re all broke again
The more that you got
The more that you got to spend
The harder the times
The closer we get
Back to them Depression Days
Now we’re trillions of dollars in debt
Living from one war, now they’re talking about he next
Layoffs in Detroit, layoffs in Butte
Give them ten years of your life and they give you the boot
Back to them Depression Days
Now we’re all broke again
Yes, we’re all broke again
The more that you got
The more that you got to spend
The harder the times
The closer we get
Back to them Depression Days
As far as I am concerned
I’ve worked hard for all that I’ve earned
Crack out them fiddles, crack out them guitars
Crack out them banjos, go ahead and steal my car
Take it right back to them Depression Days
Now we’re all broke again
Yes, we’re all broke again
The more that you got
The more that you got to spend
The harder the times
The closer we get
Back to them Depression Days
Words & Music by Larry Long
Copyright Larry Long 2020 / BMI
Extra Verses:
Home made whiskey, home made jam
This living on government land
Permits for this, permits for that
Therefore this, hitherto that
Going back to them depression days
For the love of Wall Street, get back to work
The rich keep getting richer, the poor lie beneath the dirt
With over 20,000 lies over 80,000 dead
Hard to believe a single word he ever said
Going back to them depression days
Now we’re walking with a mask on our face
Doing the bump and not the handshake
With only one roll of toilet paper in the house
The time has surely come for us to do without
Going back to them depression days
Play guitar, write a song, take a hike
With your last container of disinfectant wipes
With only one roll of toilet paper in the house
For the time has surely come for us to do without
Going back to them depression days
Wallmart, McDonalds, Bill Gates
Those anti-war baby boomers they just can not wait
To put all their money in them mutual funds
That help put them Mom & Pop stores on the run
Right back to them Depression days
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