Damn Yankees movie - Those Were the Good Old Days lyrics

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Whenever I'm from time to time depressed<br>

And a trauma wells and swells<br>

Within my breast<br>

I find some pride deep inside of me<br>

And I fondly walk down the lane of memory <br>

I see Bonaparte<br>

A mean one if ever I've seen one<br>

And Nero fiddlin' thru that lovely blaze<br>

Antionetts, dainty queen, with her quaint guillotine<br>

Ha ha ha ha<br>

Those were the good old days<br>

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I see Indians draggin'<br>

An empty covered wagon<br>

When scalping the settlers was the latest crazew<br>

And that glorious morn, Jack the Ripper was born<br>

Ha ha ha ha<br>

Those were the good old days<br>

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I'd sit in my rockin' chair peacefully rockin' there<br>

Counting my blessings by the score<br>

The rack was in fashion, the plagues were my passion<br>

Each day held a new joy in store<br>

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Was anybody happy?<br>

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I see cannibals munchin' a missionary luncheon<br>

The years may have flown but the memory stays<br>

Like the hopes that were dashed when the stock market crashed<br>

Ha ha ha ha<br>

Those were the good old days<br>

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I'd walk a million miles or more<br>

For some of the gore<br>

Of those good<br>

Old <br>

Days!<br>

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