Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old daysSometimes it feels like this worlds gone crazyGrandpa, take me back to yesterdayWhen the line between right and wrongDidn't seem so hazyLovers really fall in love to stayStand beside each other, come what mayPromise really somethin' people keptNot just somethin' they would sayFamilies really bow their heads to prayDaddies really never go awayOh oh, grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old daysGrandpa, everything is changing fastWe call it progress, but I just don't knowAnd grandpa, wander back into the pastAnd paint me the picture of long agoLovers really fall in love to stayStand beside each other come what mayPromise really somethin' people keptNot just something they would say and then forgetFamilies really bow their heads to prayDaddies really never go awayOh oh, grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old daysOh oh, grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old daysHmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmmHmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmmFamilies really bow there heads to prayDaddies really never go away...
