It Sure Was Better Back Then

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