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26-02-2002 TOO BAD

di Kroeger

NICKELBACK

Father’s hands were lined with dirt
From long days in the field
And mother’s hands are serving meals
In a cafe on Main Street
With mouths to feed…
Just tryin’ to keep clothing on our backs
And all I hear about…
Is how it’s so bad, it’s so bad

It’s too bad, it’s stupid,
Too late, so wrong, so long
It’s too bad we had no time to rewind
Let’s walk, let’s talk
Let’s talk

You left without saying goodbye,
Although I’m sure you tried
You call the house from time to time
To make sure we’re alive
But you weren’t there
Right when I needed you the most
And now I dream about it…
And how it’s so bad, it’s so bad…