#02102
You're Not Allowed (Harve Bishop) video
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Not so many years ago,
When I was just a kid,
My heart would overflow with pride,
To do things Daddy did.
Those simple things are gone, my friend,
Everything has changed around;
All I'm hearing all day long is,
Don't do that - you're not allowed.

I remember Dad's old shotgun,
Leanin' against the wall,
All cleaned up just waitin',
For the turr huntin' in the fall.
They want a hundred dollars each,
For the guns that I own now;
I'm hidin' mine in the attic, boys,
Even though they say you're not allowed.

Not allowed to smoke, not allowed to drink,
Not allowed to catch a codfish;
Not allowed to ride a four wheel bike,
Not allowed to give a girl a kiss.
I can't figure out what it's all about,
This world's turned upside down;
This mess is driving me crazy,
All I hear is you're not allowed.

They put my picture in a big computer,
For my driver licence card;
The price of gas went up so fast,
I can't leave my own backyard.
I hitchhiked a ride in the back of a truck,
Sittin' on a big old tarp;
Got stopped by the cop, he grabbed me by the chops,
Said, "You can't ride there - you're not allowed."

You might as well throw away the axe and the saw,
You're not allowed to go in the woods;
You're not allowed to cross the boundary line,
You're not allowed to catch a few trout.
We don't know if we're comin' or goin',
It's all screwed up somehow;
And the only law you ever hear now is,
Don't do that - you're not allowed.

Not allowed to smoke, not allowed to drink,
Not allowed to catch a codfish;
Not allowed to ride your four wheel bike,
Not allowed to give a girl a kiss.
I can't figure out what it's all about,
This world's turned upside down;
This mess is driving me crazy,
All I hear is you're not allowed.

Me and the missus was walking one evening,
The moon was shinin' bright;
The wind moved softly through the trees,
I was holding the missus real tight.
My hand slipped down on her little round bottom,
As the moon hid behind the clouds;
She reached up and grabbed me by the back of the neck,
And said, "Harve, my love, you're not allowed."

Not allowed to smoke, not allowed to drink,
Not allowed to catch a codfish;
Not allowed to ride your four wheel bike,
Not allowed to give a girl a kiss.
I can't figure out what it's all about,
The world's turned upside down;
This mess is driving me crazy,
All I'm hearin' is you're not allowed.
This mess is driving me crazy,
All I'm hearin' is you're not allowed.

####.... Harve Bishop (The Singing Bricklayer) from Hatchet Cove, Trinity Bay, NL ....####
Recorded at Sim's Studio in Belleoram, NL, on Harve Bishop's Independent CD (You Can't Do That, You're Not Allowed, trk#2, 1996)

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From the Dictionary Of Newfoundland English:
Turr - one of several sea-birds hunted as food; Atlantic common murre; baccalieu bird (Uria aalge aalge).


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Intro: [D] [A] [E] [A]
Not so many years ago,
When I was just a [D] kid,
My heart would over- [A] flow with pride,
To do things Daddy [E] did. [E7]
Those [A] simple things are gone, my friend,
Everything has changed a- [D] round;
All I'm hearing [A] all day long is,
[E] Don't do that you're not al- [A] lowed.

I remember Dad's old shotgun,
Leanin' against the [D] wall,
All cleaned up just [A] waitin',
For the Turr hunt in the [E] fall. [E7]
They [A] want a hundred dollars each,
For the guns that I own [D] now;
I'm hidin' mine in the [A] attic, boys,
Even [E] though they say you're not al- [A] lowed.

Chorus:
[D] Not allowed to smoke, not allowed to drink,
Not allowed to catch a cod [A] fish;
[D] Not allowed to ride a four wheel bike,
[A] Not allowed to give a girl a [E] kiss. [E7]
I [A] can't figure out what it's all about,
This world's turned upside [D] down;
This mess is driving me [A] crazy,
All I'm [E] Hearin' is you're not al- [A] lowed.

They put my picture in a big computer,
For my driver licence [D] card;
The price of gas went [A] up so fast,
I can't leave my own back [E] yard. [E7]
I [A] hitchhiked a ride in the back of a truck,
Sittin' on a big old [D] tarp;
Got stopped by the cops, he [A] grabbed me by the chops,
Said, "You [E] can't ride there you're not al- [A] lowed."

You might as well throw away the axe and the saw,
You're not allowed to go in the [D] woods;
You're not allowed to cross the [A] boundary line,
You're not allowed to catch a few [E] trout. [E7]
We [A] don't know if we're comin' or goin',
It's all screwed up some- [D] how;
And the only law you [A] ever hear now is,
[E] Don't do that you're not al- [A] lowed.

Chorus:
[D] Not allowed to smoke, not allowed to drink,
Not allowed to catch a cod [A] fish;
[D] Not allowed to ride a four wheel bike,
[A] Not allowed to give a girl a [E] kiss. [E7]
I [A] can't figure out what it's all about,
This world's turned upside [D] down;
This mess is driving me [A] crazy,
All I [E] hear, is you're not al- [A] lowed. [D] [A] [E] [A]

Me and the missus was walking one evening,
The moon was shinin' [D] bright;
The wind moved softly [A] through the trees,
I was holding the missus real [E] tight. [E7]
My [A] hand slipped down on her little round bottom,
As the moon hid behind the [D] clouds;
She reached up and grabbed me by the [A] back of the neck,
And said, [E] "Harve, my love, you're not al- [A] lowed."

Chorus:
[D] Not allowed to smoke, not allowed to drink,
Not allowed to catch a cod [A] fish;
[D] Not allowed to ride a four wheel bike,
[A] Not allowed to give a girl a [E] kiss. [E7]
I [A] can't figure out what it's all about,
This world's turned upside [D] down;
This mess is driving me [A] crazy,
All I'm [E] Hearin' is you're not al- [A] lowed.

This [D] mess is driving me [A] crazy,
All I'm [E] hearin' is you're not al- [A] lowed.

~ Chords contributed by Bob Dumais ~


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