Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days
Sometimes it feels like this worlds gone crazy
Grandpa, take me back to yesterday
When the line between right and wrong
Didn't seem so hazy
Lovers really fall in love to stay
Stand beside each other, come what may
Promise really somethin' people kept
Not just somethin' they would say
Families really bow their heads to pray
Daddies really never go away
Oh oh, grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days
Grandpa, everything is changing fast
We call it progress, but I just don't know
And grandpa, wander back into the past
And paint me the picture of long ago
Lovers really fall in love to stay
Stand beside each other come what may
Promise really somethin' people kept
Not just something they would say and then forget
Families really bow their heads to pray
Daddies really never go away
Oh oh, grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days
Oh oh, grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days
Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm
Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm
Families really bow there heads to pray
Daddies really never go away...
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