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Last year's
Last year's

Last year's troubles are so old
The on the highway the pirate on the seas
Maybe it's the that's so entertaining
The earrings and swashbuckling blouses please

we have heroes of times that have passed now
But nobody these days has kind of chin
Over the petticoats of ladies of virtue
You can hardly tell them the petticoats of sin

Last troubles
Last troubles

at all the waifs of Dickensian England
Why is it their suffering is more
Must because rags are so very Victorian
The ones here at home just give it their best

Last years they shine up so prettily
They gleam with a luster, they don't today
'Cause here just dirty and violent and troubling

Last troubles
year's troubles

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

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