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So, sit you down in a straight-backed chair, with your pipe and your wife / content, / And cross your knees with your wisest air, and preach of the ‘days / mis-spent; ' / Grown fat and moral apace, old man! you prate of the change ‘since then' -- / In spite of all, I'd as lief be back in those hard old days again.
They were hard old days; they were battling days; they were cruel at / times -- but / then, / In spite of all, I would rather be back in those hard old days again. / The land was barren to sow wild oats in the days when we sowed our own -- / (‘Twas little we thought or our friends believed that ours would ever / be sown) / But the wild oats wave on their stormy path, and they speak of the hearts / of men -- / I would sow a crop if I had my time in those hard old days again.