Those Were the Days

Just some lyrics I wrote. https://soundcloud.com/letroit

Down by the old Kentucky river

Where the water flows from the weir

There's an old derelict log cabin

Just falling apart

Mary-Jane was an old friend of mine

We would sit and talk away the hours

Just reminiscing about the good old days

Oh things aren't ever gonna change 

There was dirty Jack. He lived on the farm

And slutry Cath she liked to make porn

Georgy boy he wanted to be a star

Those were the days that would never get far

I can remember going out with the boys

Getting drunk in every bar

We would walk in about a quarter to three

Oh lord I would do it all again

There was dirty Jack. He lived on the farm

And slutry Cath she liked to make porn

Georgy boy he wanted to be a star

Those were the days that would never get far

Reviews

[Robert Haigh]

This has an Americana vibe to it. I play guitar, sing and write songs, as you do. Strangely, I very rarely turn any of my poems into songs - just one or two. I enjoyed the read.

[letroit]

Thank you for your kind words. I have put music to it if you like to listen to it it is uploaded to sound cloud. Just a warning if you do my singing is not the greatest lol. https://soundcloud.com/letroit/those-where-the-days

[Robert Haigh]

I just listened to this song on sound cloud, and I like it! I can just imagine some of the old Americana/Folk musicians, such as Blaze Foley or Townes Van Zandt singing this!

[letroit]

My style I have no idea some say its folky others say it more like Bruce Springsteen I have no clue I play and if it sound okay I am happy. My music taste ranges from metal to country. but hate dance and pop ewwww