In the Good Old Days (When Times Were Bad)
We'd get up before sun-up to get the work done up
We'd work in the fields 'til the sun had gone down
We've stood and we've cried as we have bristly watched
A hailstorm beatin' our crops to the ground
We've gone to bed hungry many nights in the past
In the good old days when times were bad
No amount of money could buy from me
The memories that I have of then
No amount of money could pay me
To go back and live through it again
In the good old days when times were bad
I've seen daddy's hands break open and bleed
And I've seen him work 'til he's stiff as a board
And I've seen momma layin' in suffer and sickness
In need of a doctor that we couldn't afford
Anything at all was more than we had
In the good old days when times were bad
We've got up before and found ice on the floor
Where the wind would blow snow through the cracks in the wall
And I've walked many miles to an old country school
With my lunch in the bib of my overalls
Anything at all was more than we had
In the good old days when times were bad
No amount of money could buy from me
The memories that I have of then
No amount of money could pay me
To go back and live through it again
In the good old days when times were bad
In the good old days when times were bad
In the good old days when times were bad
In the good old days
We'd work in the fields 'til the sun had gone down
We've stood and we've cried as we have bristly watched
A hailstorm beatin' our crops to the ground
We've gone to bed hungry many nights in the past
In the good old days when times were bad
No amount of money could buy from me
The memories that I have of then
No amount of money could pay me
To go back and live through it again
In the good old days when times were bad
I've seen daddy's hands break open and bleed
And I've seen him work 'til he's stiff as a board
And I've seen momma layin' in suffer and sickness
In need of a doctor that we couldn't afford
Anything at all was more than we had
In the good old days when times were bad
We've got up before and found ice on the floor
Where the wind would blow snow through the cracks in the wall
And I've walked many miles to an old country school
With my lunch in the bib of my overalls
Anything at all was more than we had
In the good old days when times were bad
No amount of money could buy from me
The memories that I have of then
No amount of money could pay me
To go back and live through it again
In the good old days when times were bad
In the good old days when times were bad
In the good old days when times were bad
In the good old days
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Writer(s): Dolly Parton
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