A Rustic And Rusty Old Time - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
A RUSTIC AND RUSTY OLD TIME. Copyright, 1880, by White, Smith & Co. Words and Music by Chas. Gardner. 
Alas, the unfortunate time, When allured by sweet romance and rhyme, I left a gay palace in town For a rustic and rusty old time. 
Chorus. Oh, it's plough and it's sow, and it's plant and it's hoe, And it's milk, milk those blasted old cows; Oh, it's fodder and feed, and it's dig and it's weed, With oh, such old family rows. 
No neat little village would do, Made ho easy of access to town; But I sought for true rural delight, And a place where the "mountains look down."- Chorus. 
So I purchased a house and a farm. With acres abundant and wild; Appointed an agent to stock It, And drove out my wife And my child.-Chorus. 
Our Bridget went off in a huff To seek a "more dacentsome place," Our Patrick on "ticket of lave"'Twas the last that I saw of his face.- Chorus. 
At last a respectable man Brought up where the "mountains look down," Gave me half what I paid for my farm, And I quickly packed off for the town.- Chorus. 
A month or two served to remove Romantic impressions of years. But a lifetime will scarcely efface Recollections of family tears.- Chorus. 
I blistered my hands, got freckled and tanned, And frowzy my faded old pate; I thought of the joys of my palace in town, And sighed at my pitiable state.- Chorus. 
Friend "easy to do," take warning by me, And stick to your palace in town; 'Tis better to read of "true rural delight" Than to live where the "mountains look down." - Chorus.