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Last troubles
year's troubles

Last year's are so old fashioned
The robber on the highway the on the seas
it's the clothing that's so entertaining
The earrings and swashbuckling blouses that

Here we heroes of times that have passed now
But nobody these has that kind of chin
Over there the petticoats of of virtue
You can tell them from the petticoats of sin

year's troubles
Last troubles

at all the waifs of Dickensian England
Why is it suffering is more picturesque?
Must because their rags are so Victorian
The here at home just don't give it their best

Last troubles they shine up so prettily
They gleam with a luster, they have today
'Cause here it's just dirty and and troubling

Last year's
Last troubles

Trouble is still trouble and still evil
Sometimes we wonder is there now, or less?
If we had a tool or tally the handfulls
Measure for measure it's the same be my guess

year's troubles
Last troubles
Last troubles
year's troubles