Big Sugar - Bad Old Days Lyrics
(G. Johnson/APJJ)I asked my mother 'bout the bad old daysI asked my mother 'bout the bad old daysI asked my mother 'bout the bad old daysShe said, "son, these are the bad old days"(Move on up, move on up)You've got to watch the back-biters tryin' to take your placeYou've got to watch the back-biters tryin' to take your placeYou've got to watch the back-biters tryin' to take your placeAll the time they're smilin' in your faceYou can't trust your brotherYou disrespect your sisterYou got toMove on up, move on upMove on up, move on upMove on up a little higherWhen God finds the time he's gonna deal your caseWhen God finds the time he's gonna deal your caseWhen God finds the time he's gonna deal your caseI'm sure He's gonna ask you 'bout your bad old daysWell, sing a little louderLook a little harderSons and daughtersWalk a little prouderSing a little louderMove on up, move on upMove on up, move on up
