THE GOOD OLD WAYS

My Grandma had her own way of talking

Words that I've remembered through the years

Like, it's always darkest before the dawn

There's no sense wasting all those tears

Girl, just cause you've got it, don't you flaunt it

But there's never a need to feel ashamed

Stand up straight!

~~~*Chorus*~~~

You clear the table

While I draw a bath

Go throw the chickens

Something to scratch

Stoke up the fire

I'll brew us a pot

Always give the Good Lord

Everything you've got

Don't just stand there

You've got a brain, girl move...

Go do something

Or I'll find something for you..

You don't stop moving till you're dead...

Pay attention...

Act like you've got some sense

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My Grandpa had his own way of talking

What he said was profound, but always brief

Lazy is only for the babies

You either work your tail off, or get beat

You're only as good as your word is

No one respects a liar, or a thief

Wash up, let's eat

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~

Kids never said that they were bored

Wake up, eat, and do your chores

Your reward was the proud look on their face

Oh Lord I miss them

And the good old ways

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~~~*Chorus*~~~

You clear the table

While I draw a bath

Go throw the chickens

Something to scratch

Stoke up the fire

I'll brew us a pot

Always give the Good Lord

Everything you've got

Don't just stand there

You've got a brain, girl move...

Go do something

Or I'll find something for you..

You don't stop moving till you're dead...

Pay attention...

Act like you've got some sense

~~*~~

I think about them..

I'll hear some long lost phrase

And I'll remember

Oh...

I'll remember

The good old ways

~~*~~

Teresa Lynn Johnson

Wrdspnr@aol.com

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