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Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good 'ol days Sometimes it feels like, this world's gone crazy Brandpa, take me back to yesterday When the line between right and wrong didn't seem so easy
Lovers really fall in love to stay, Stand beside each other come what may Promise were really something people kept Not just something they would say and forget Families really bow their heads to pray Daddies really never go away Oh ... Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good 'ol days
Grandpa, everything is changing fast We call it progress (but I just don't know) And Grandpa, let's wonder back into the past Then paint me a picture of long ago
Lovers really fall in love to stay Stand beside each other come what may Promises were really something people kept Not just something they would say and forget Families really bow their heads to pray Daddies really never go away Oh ... Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good 'ol days
Oh ... Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good 'ol days |
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