Last Years Troubles

[Intro]        [Chorus] Last year’s troubles      Last year’s troubles     [Verse 1] Last year’s troubles they’re so old-fashioned The robber on the highway the pirate on the seas Maybe it’s the clothing that’s so entertaining The earrings and the swashbuckling blouses that please [Instrumental]        [Verse 2] Here we have heroes of times that have passed now But nobody these days has that kind of chin Over there the petticoats of ladies of virtue You can hardly tell them from the petticoats of sin   [Chorus] Last year’s troubles     Last year’s troubles        [Verse 3] Look at all the waifs of Dickensian England Why is it their suffering is more picturesque? Must be cause their rags are so very Victorian The ones here at home just don’t give it their best [Instrumental]        [Verse 4] Last year’s troubles they shine up so pretty They gleam with a luster they don’t have today Here it’s just dirty and violent and troubling Etcetera ...         [Chorus] Last year’s troubles     Last year’s troubles        [Instrumental verse]               [Verse 5] Trouble is still trouble and evil still evil Sometimes we wonder is it more now or less? If we had a tool or could tally the handfuls Measure for measure it’s the same would be my guess [Chorus] Last year’s troubles     Last year’s troubles        [Instrumental verse]                 [Chorus] Last year’s troubles     Last year’s troubles