Intro -x2-: F Bb Dm C Bb C Bb C Verse 1: F Bb Dm When father bought the farm, we sold the farm C Bb Mistook his blood for rustic charm C Bb C Sold his ghost as an antique to the city F Bb Dm C Bb Kids today can’t hold a spade, rest in peace your weary trade C Bb C In this world there is no place, such a pity F Bb Dm The barman shakes his head and fills my glass C Bb Says we’re living in the past C Bb C Why preserve a dying craft and it’s misery? F Bb Dm I sigh and say “another modern man, C Bb One of property, not land” C Bb C So I hold out this battered hand, will you listen? Chorus: F Bb Come sit down, we’re lamenting F Bb About yesterday’s sad ending Dm Bb About the water in me whiskey Dm Bb And the brass passed off as gold C F Bb Another round, we’re descending F Bb In to Old Tyme Mem’ry Dm Bb Of a day when wood was wooden Dm Bb Silver silver, gold was gold C F Sweet home was home Interlude: Bb Dm C Bb C Bb C Verse 2: F Bb Dm So you say you’ve got a new stove in your second home C Bb Runs on gas but looks like oak C Bb C Hell, it even gives off smoke and glowing embers F Bb Dm There’s a quilt hung on the wall reads ‘Home Sweet Home’ C Bb Below some wise word from Thoreau C Bb C And they call me ‘throwback’ when I cry “Remember!” Chorus: F Bb Come sit down, we’re lamenting F Bb About yesterday’s sad ending Dm Bb About the water in me whiskey Dm Bb And the brass passed off as gold C F Bb Another round, we’re descending F Bb In to Old Tyme Mem’ry Dm Bb Of a day when wood was wooden Dm Bb Silver silver, gold was gold C F Sweet home was home Interlude: Bb Dm C Bb C Bb C Verse 3: F Bb Dm Son, these tools are artifacts C Bb Endangered species left its tracks C Bb C Lock me up behind plastic glass in the city F Bb Dm ‘Cos there’s no going back for me C Bb This antique rustic’s eulogy C Bb C Shall be sold as folk artistry, such a pity... F Bb Dm But I’ll never understand C Bb Why they all long to use those hands C Bb C To build a stead that will always stand in old time country F Bb Dm But settle for white rooms and hollow doors C Bb Paper ceilings, padded floors C Bb C Luxury boxes where you’re stored in what was country Chorus: F Bb Come sit down, we’re lamenting F Bb About yesterday’s sad ending Dm Bb About the water in me whiskey Dm Bb And the brass passed off as gold C F Bb Another round, we’re descending F Bb In to Old Tyme Mem’ry Dm Bb Of a day when wood was wooden Dm Bb Silver silver, gold was gold C F Bb Another round, we’re lamenting F Bb About yesterday’s sad ending Dm Bb About the water in me whiskey Dm Bb And the brass passed off as gold C F Bb Another round, we’re descending F Bb In to Old Tyme Mem’ry Dm Bb Of a day when wood was wooden Dm Bb Silver silver, gold was gold C F Sweet home was home Outro: Bb Dm C Bb C Bb C F
