Simpler Times
Words and Music by G. Bryan Miller
Copyright 2003
I still remember the stories my daddy use to tell
Racing muscle cars down the boulevard and raising hell
And the doo waa ditties being sent from the cities to the radios
And hanging out on Saturday at the all day picture show
Those were much simpler times
But now they’ve gone away
Those were much simpler times
I wish they were here today
He told me how he got is first job making seven dollars a day
He worked there until he retired, and all his hair turned gray
And you could walk down the street and talk to people you’d meet, maybe make a friend
I think about what that must have been like, now and then
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
Now we’re stressed and confused and lonely and we don’t know why
And everybody wants a bigger piece of the pie
So we work two jobs just to make ends meet
Rob a guy named Paul to pay another named Pete
And we’re stuck in this rat race until the day we die
(Chorus)
