I remember when I was a lad. Times were hard and things were bad. But there's a silver linin' behind every cloud. Just poor people that's all we were. Tryin' to make a livin' out of black land ear
I remember when I was a lad. Times were hard and things were bad. But there's a silver linin' behind every cloud. Just poor people that's all we were. Tryin' to make a livin' out of black land ear