Herb Pedersen - The Hey Boys lyrics

Dillard-Jayne-H. Pedersen-Webb When I was young and lived along the Merrimac and washed in the river when the water ran clean, waited for the day I could buy me a Cadillac and see a lot of things that I never have seen. Went to the city and I got a little older and I got a little smarter and I learned good sense, went back home and I married me a woman, got a corn land bottom and a barbed wire fence. Hey boys, I think I'm gettin' old, sittin' by the fire when the weather gets cold. Don't care, down around the farm, and another little drink won't do us any harm. Hard times, made a little moonshine, never done that in my life before, catched up with the news in the winter time, sittin' on a barrel in the country store. Hey boys, I think I'm gettin' old, sittin' by the fire when the weather gets cold. Don't care, down around the farm, and another little drink won't do us any harm Rear back, talk about your politics, fight about religion and worry about war, I'll sit, a-spittin' in the fireplace, pour a little cider when your throat gets sore. Hey boys, I think I'm gettin' old, sittin' by the fire when the weather gets cold. Don't care, down around the farm, and another little taste won't do us any harm Hey boys... hey boys... hey boys... hey boys, I think I'm gettin old