Fiddler`s Green Days Of Yore Lyrics

Days Of Yore Lyrics

Well he hung all his wild years 

 On a nail which he drove 

 Through his wife's lovely forehead 

 That he laid on their stove 

 Then he looked for his matches 

 And heated the heat 

 And his soul clasped its hands 

 'Bout his deed 

  

 Then he took two gallons 

 Of gas in a can 

 And doused everything in the house 

 How nice it was burning 

 But he didn't look back 

 Never get caught in a trap 

  

 And he felt the same old freedom 

 He used to feel before 

 In days of yore 

  

 And his boss saw the muzzle 

 Of his old army gun 

 The trigger was pulled and he gone 

 He was catching the glimpse 

 Of forthcoming live 

 Well, you've gotta be tough to survive 

  

 And the earth kept on turning 

 Like in days of yore 

 As an old paltry man reached the shore 

 And he felt like a little nothing 

 But there was no more pain 

 So he jumped and thought 

 "Let's do it again" 

  

 And he felt the same old freedom 

 He used to feel before 

 In days of yore 

 And he felt the same old fre