Things just ain't the way they used to be
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Things I thought I remembered well look different now to me
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For adult eyes can sure surprise a Childhood memory
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No, things just ain't the way they used to be
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The windows at the school don't seem as tall
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As I remember neither do the fountains in the hall
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And that fifth grade teacher wasn't terrible at all
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No, things just ain't the way they used to be
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The playground doesn't seem as big somehow
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And I could put a ball right through the office window now
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And I know now why chewing gum in school was not allowed
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No, things just ain't the way they used to be
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Butch Carter used to keep us kids afraid
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He'd bust the lip of any kid who dared get in his way
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I wish ole' Butch was standin' here in front of me today
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'Cause, things just ain't the way they used to be
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I wish I could have grown into the man
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That I pictured as a child and filled those childhood plans
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I'd do it right if only I could live my life again
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But things just ain't the way they used to be
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Forbidden alleys unfamiliar streets,
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Places mama told me I should never set my feet
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Well today I know exactly where those streets and alleys lead
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'Cause things just ain't the way they used to be
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Buck Painter is no longer unemployed,
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Uncle Dick has settled down with age and rarely gets annoyed
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And now I hear Butch Carter's gone to workin' for the Lord
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No, things just ain't the way they used to be
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No, things just ain't the way they used to be
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| The Statler Brothers |
