well I lived in a middle class town
in a mortgaged old house baby
when my mother and friends came around
there was always tea on, brewin'
had me a couple of nice investments
send me a dividend once in a while
when I think back about those days
barack just thinks I'm rich and vile,

that's when we folk were we folk
workin, improvin,
honest was everything
we were young not lazy but doin
every friday with our frriends
workin hard meant something baby
but not no more, that barry's bombed
where our cash was really something say yeah yeah yeah
say yeah yeah yeah

I would get paid, I saved forever
but the years all went by so quick
and wealth did abound in this small country town
no if and or buts smart did the trick
one night he with his big mouth
a couple of bills had to spread out my wealth
when I think about those good days
watched my pension's smaller pile..

that's when we folk were we folk
workin, improvin,
honest was everything
we were young not lazy but doin
every friday with our frriends
workin hard meant something baby
but not no more, that barry's bombed
where our cash was really something say yeah yeah yeah
say yeah yeah yeah



seventeen had made thirty five
I'm surprised my cash was growin
I didn't know I was doing wrong
to the poor I was always givin
had a few things of my own
but these days I just don't know
what to do
I see barry's brought in a crowd
and he'll hear me writing like this right through

that's when we folk were we folk
workin, improvin,
honest was everything
we were young not lazy but doin
every friday with our frriends
workin hard meant something baby
but not no more, that barry's bombed
where our cash was really something say yeah yeah yeah
say yeah yeah yeah