It Sure Was Better Back Then Chords by Steve Forbert

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Working on the Georgia line, my lips long day, [C#] 99 degrees [F#] and only half past may.
Nailing down the metal with the crosstown blues, [C#] I had creosote all over [F#] my shoes.
I hated it, you know, now I find I miss [C#] it, every time my little [F#] pension check rolls in.
Carts ahead of bed, ain't not as bad as this [C#] is, it sure was better [F#] back then. _
[C#] Yeah, the shoes was better [F#] back then. _
Working in the rain beneath the surplus tarp, [C#] farming in the wagon [F#] playing the sad juice harp.
Fasting out at night, still in my mud cake jeans, [C#] I was living off of [F#] Barry's bins. _
I hated it, you know, now I swear I miss [C#] it, every time I look down [F#] at my pale white skin.
Carts ahead of bed, ain't not as bad as this [C#] is, it sure was better [F#] back then.
Yeah, [C#] the shoes was better [F#] back then. _
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[C#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ Well, I gave a _ boil a damn thing wet, [C#] farming sold my [F#] muscle up with tarp patch spread.
Sent me back to camp going out with cooked clean pants, [C#] scrubbing [F#] down with Georgia red sand.
I hated it, you know, now I really miss it, [C#] just staring at my TV [F#] till the broadcast ends. _
Carts ahead of bed, ain't not as bad as this [C#] is, it sure was better [F#] back then. _
[C#] It sure was better back [F#] then.
It [C#] sure was better [F#] back then. _
[C#] And that shoe _ _ _ was better [F#] back then. _ _ _ _ _ _
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