Gone are the days when things moved slow
Forgoten are the times when the world was young
Lost to us are the simpel joys of life
Working on a farm, milking the cow
Taking our produce into town to sell
Forever abandonded are those things of a bygone era
The spinningwheel the model T the roster
Yes forgoten are those days by most of the youth
the hard chores the long hours
the srtain of pulling your weight to make a living
the trials and hardships and the rewards they brought
Forver forgoten, forever lost
forever to be remember by none that live it
so gone and removed are those days when the country was young
the days when people were politer and men were gentle
ladies were fair, people were kind, things slowdown at sunset.
Gone are those days