Grandpa,tell me 'bout the good old daysSometimes it feels like this world's gone crazyGrandpa,take me back to yesterdayWhen the line between right and wrongDidn't seem so hazyDid lovers really fall in love to stayAnd stand beside each other,come what may?Was a promise really something people keptNot just something they would say?Did families really bow their heads to prayDid daddies really never go away?Oh,Grandpa,tell me 'bout the good old daysGrandpa,everything is changing fastWe call it progress,but I just don't knowAnd Grandpa,let's wander back into the pastAnd paint me the picture of long agoDid lovers really fall in love to stayAnd stand beside each other,come what may?Was a promise really something people keptNot just something they would say? And not forgetDid families really bow their heads to prayDid daddies really never go away?Oh,Grandpa,tell me 'bout the good old daysOh,Grandpa,tell me 'bout the good old days
