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🎶 You Folks Complain Too Much 🎶

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Lyrics:
[Verse 1]

Back in my day, we’d walk to school
With a hole in a shoe, but we still played it cool.
Rain came down? Well, we just got wet —
Didn’t cry online ’bout the weather we met.
Now folks throw fits if the coffee ain’t right,
“Oooh, it’s too hot!” “Ooooh, it’s too light!”

[Chorus]

You folks complain too much —
About things that don’t mean nothin’.
Can’t find a parking spot?
Whole day starts eruptin’.
Sun too bright, wind too cold,
Your seat too soft, your soup too bold —
Lord help us, mercy touch…
Y’all complain too much.

[Verse 2]

I grew up with chores before the crack of dawn,
Now kids whine if the Wi—
…nah, I ain’t sayin’ that word in a song.
We had one TV, sometimes none —
Still found ways to have some fun.
Now folks get mad if the remote’s too far,
Like they gotta climb Everest to reach the dang bar.

[Chorus]

You folks complain too much —
Everything’s a tragedy.
A line at the store?
That’s not a crisis, that’s reality.
Grass too long, sky too blue,
Someone breathes wrong next to you —
I’m tellin’ ya, hush that fuss…
Y’all complain too much.

[Bridge]

Look, I ain’t grumpy…
I’m “experience-enhanced.”
I’ve lived through things
You only watched second-hand.
I ain’t mad —
I’m just wonderin’ when
Everybody turned into critics
Of oxygen and wind.

[Final Chorus]

You folks complain too much —
And I say it with love, I do.
But life ain’t meant to be perfect,
A wrinkle or two is the truth.
Take a breath, roll with things,
Let the small stuff do its thing —
’Cause time’s short, don’t lose your touch…
By complainin’ too much.