We got up before sunup to get the work done up   We'd work in the fields till the sun had gone down   We've stood and we've cried as we helplessly watched   A hailstorm a beatin' our crops to the ground      And I've gone to bed hungry many nights as a lad   In the good old days when times were bad   I've seen daddy's hands break open and bleed   And I've seen him work till he's stiff as a board      I've seen mama lay and suffer in sickness    In need of a doctor we couldn't afford   Anything at all was more than we had    In the good old days when times were bad      No ammount of money could buy from me    The mem'ries that I have of them   No ammount of money could pay me    To go back and live through it again      We've got up before we found ice on the floor   Where the wind would blew snow    Through the cracks in the wall   And I've walked many miles to an old country school   With my luch in a bag of my overalls   Anything at all was more than we had    In the good old days when times were bad      No ammount of money could buy from me    The mem'ries that I have of them   No ammount of money could pay me    To go back and live through it again