Depression Era

Going bread and butter milk
And better clean your plate
He lived through the great war
And came back to his home state

Married his young sweetheart
Never would complain
The world it keeps on changing
But he did never change

Depression era
Lived to tell the tale
Depression era
And he don't never fail

The boy you called him daddy
Has grown in different ways
The things that made him happy
Have long since gone away

Depression era
Kicked in in red clay mud
Depression era
Survival's in his blood

Biscuits and gravy
Digs all the way
Fought in the navy
And made it back this way

Loved his beautiful wife
Now he's full of hurt
A Methodist all his life
But he don't go to church

Depression era
Some things never fade
Depression era
In the modern age

He always rose above it
But nothing's as it seems
Anger has its pitfalls
Like living in your dreams

His dreams they are fading
He'll make a final stand
He'd never hit a lady
But he just might kill a man

Depression era
Lived to tell the tale
Depression era
He don't never fail
He don't never fail
He don't never fail