Early Years Lyrics - New Wave - Auteurs

Early years were a shroud man 

Only a gray cloud, shot in the dark 

Hangin' out with your dad 

And his plans for revenge 

In some hick-town 

Caravan park 

Never keep a good one 

Never keep a good one 

Never keep a good one down 

Early years were a dreadnought 

Waiting to tread board 

My work down the pan 

Hangin' round by the back door 

One foot in the stage door 

Some disaffected fly-by man 

Never keep a good one 

Never keep a good one 

Never keep a good one down 

Got wired by a cable 

Got wild on a table 

Scared the shit out of me 

Oh but the free state 

The snow and the greasepaint 

I left the singin' family 

Never keep a good one 

Never keep a good one 

Never keep a good one down