In The Good Old Days (When Times Were Bad)

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