Old Tyme Memry Chords - Mischief Brew






Mischief Brew  Old Tyme Memry
Intro: D G Bm A G D A x2

                                                                                 
D                      G                 Bm
When father bought the farm, we sold the farm  
            A                G
Mistook his blood for rustic charm
         D           A                                                        
Sold his ghost as an antique to the city

D     G                 Bm             A                G 
Kids today cant hold a spade, rest in peace your weary trade
        D                 A             
In this world there is no place, such a pity
D                     G                 Bm
The barman shakes his head and fills my glass
           A             G
Says were living in the past
    D                A
Why preserve a dying craft and its misery?
D          G                   Bm
I sigh and say another modern man,
        A            G
One of property, not land
          D                 A     
So I hold out this battered hand
         
Will you listen?

(Chorus)
                                                                                     
           D           G
Come sit down, were lamenting
                                                                                     
       Bm             A
About yesterdays sad ending
                                                                                      
          G           D
About the water in me whiskey
        A                                                                                   
And the brass passed off as gold
                                                                                    
        D            G
Another round, were descending
                                                                                
      Bm       A 
In to Old Tyme Memry
                                                                              
     G                 D
Of a day when wood was wooden
                                                                                   
       A
Silver silver, gold was gold
               D                                                                                  
Sweet home was home
G Bm A G D A

*Same chord progression as previous verses is also used for the remaining verses.*

So youve got a new stove in your second home
Runs on gas but looks like oak
Hell, it even gives off smoke and glowing embers
Theres a quilt hung on the wall reads Home Sweet Home
Below some wise word from Thoreau
And they call me throwback when I cry Remember!

(Chorus)

And son these tools are artifacts
Endangered species left its tracks
Lock me up behind plastic glass in the city
Cos theres no going back for me
This antique rustics eulogy
Shall be sold as folk artistry
Such a pity...

But Ill never understand
Why they all only use those hands
To build a stead that will always stand in old time country
But settle for white rooms and hollow doors
Paper ceilings, padded floors
Luxury boxes where youre stored in what was country.

(Chorus Twice)