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Bring Me Back Those Happy Days
Sister Rosetta Tharpe
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I remember many years ago
Yes, I'm just that old, I remember that
When our good old black-eyed peas and pork chops used to taste good
Yeah, and now they raise it so fast
Seem like all the sweetening out of it
They put it in the deep freezer, embalm it for months and months
I remember we used to live in the country
And, uh, the womens, you know, they wouldn't think about anything
They would go to one another's house
And they would hate to leave one another
That's when the sweetness was in the land then
When was that, Rosa?
Well, I mean, it's not too far, long ago
It was 1938 and yeah, right, way back there, you know what I mean
I mean, I'm not gonna tell you how old I am, but, uh
We used to stay at one another's house and then we'd
When our friend get ready to leave
We wouldn't want them to go
We didn't have no evilness in our heart
We didn't think about nothing evil
We would follow that friend almost halfway home
And then they would hate to see us go back, they'd follow us back
It's a little like we was going backwards and forwards
I remember my mother used to kill hogs and
I thought she was gonna give away all the meat
We would never have no pork chops
I'd run so much and there ain't Lucy
And ain't Jane a piece of that pork chop
But you see, that love seems to me is gone out of the land
We don't share no more like we used to
We go in one another's home and sometime you'd be so hungry
You just smell where it's been
That's right, they come out one by one, wiping their mouths
But Lord, bring back those happy days
I'll play this
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Lord, bring back those happy days
Lord, when the Holy Ghost is holding up the replays
And the love of God arranged in every happy heart
Oh Lord, Lord, bring back, please bring back those happy days
Listen, when we used to meet on the streets
You know it was glory, hallelujah, praise the Lord
We weren't ashamed to carry our Bibles around
We'd greet at each other right in the
Middle of the street with a holy kiss
Oh Lord, bring back, won't you bring back those happy days?
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We prayed for the sinners at Tyramene all night
Healed the sick, we used to do that
Then we even, even raised the dead
We was kind to the widows
We was good to the poor
Lord, Lord, bring back, please bring back those happy days
Do you want Him to bring 'em back?
Lord, bring back those happy days
Yeah, when the Holy Ghost is holding up the replays
You know the love of God arranged in every happy heart
Yeah, Lord, bring back, won't you bring back those happy days?
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