Songs of Yesterday

Sing me a sad song

And i'll be right on my way

A sad song like the songs of yesterday

Well my father used to sing the blues

Sometimes it was good

But my mother never saw the use

And she chased him for his blood

A sad song like the songs of yesterday

A sad song

And i'll be right on my way

Oh you know my father

Always used to say

A bad workman blames his tools

But it seems to me

A man who uses the tools

Is just a fool

Sad song

And i'll be right on my way

Sad song

Like the songs of yesterday

Well now the streets are filled with silent cars

And all the world's a stage

But i must get to work today

Today i get my wage

Sad song

Then i'll get on

On my way

Just like a song of yesterday

Listen to what i'm gonna say