My very earliest memory is of my Mom singing
this to my little sister, and I.
She may have been cooking or hanging
laundry in the yard. it's a mixed image.
However sing it she did.
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These people dress well.
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Dem were the daze.
ReplyDeleteI remember as a matter of course you leave the house you dress up. You represent the family, and your own self respect.
Heck just taking us to the park.
My day wore a tie jacket a cool fedora, and we were in clean play things,...just for a two block walk!
I tells ya these are the Final Days...tis writ!
Now jerks wander around in filthy rags with their butts hanging out, and gals all look like $2 dollar Crack Whores.
...a buck fifty on sale days.