Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days.  Sometimes it feels like, this world's 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,  A promise, really something people kept, not just something they would say.  Families really bowed their heads to pray.
Daddies really never go away.  Whoa oh, Grandpa,  Tell me 'bout the good old days.






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Grandpa, everything is changing fast;  We call it progress, but I just don't know. And Grandpa,
let's 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.  A promise, really something people kept, not just something they would say,
and then forget.  Families really bowed their heads to pray.  Daddies really never go away. Whoa oh, grandpa,
Tell me 'bout the good old days.  Whoa oh, grandpa, Tell me 'bout the good old days.
Families really bowed their heads to pray,   Daddies really never go away ....
 
 

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