Steve Forbert - It Sure Was Better Back Then lyrics

[Instrumental Intro] Working on the Georgia Line the live long day Ninety nine degrees and only half past May Nailing down the metal with the cross-time blues I had creosote all over my shoes I hated it, you know, now I find I miss it Every time my little pension check rolls in Course I had it bad... hey, not as bad as this is It sure was better back then Yeah, it sure was better back then Working in the rain beneath surplus tarp Foreman in the wagon twanging a sad Jews harp Pa**ing out at night still in my mud caked jeans I was living off of berries and beans I hated it, you know, now I swear I miss it Every time I look down on my pale white skin Course I had it bad... hey not as bad as this is It sure was better back then It sure was better back then [Instrumental Bridge] Well, the cable caught my leg, and, boy, the damn thing bled Foreman sewed the muscle up with tarp patch thread Sit me by the camp, gonna have the cook clean pans And scrub them down with Georgia red sand... I hated it, you know, now I really I miss it Staring in my TV till the broadcast ends Course I had it bad... hey not as bad as this is It sure was better back then It sure was better back then It sure was better back then And it sure... was better back then [Instrumental Outro]