Grandpa

Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days Sometimes it feels like this world's gone crazy And Grandpa, take me back to yesterday When the line between right and wrong Didn't seem so hazy Did lovers really fall in love to stay And stand beside each other, come what may? Was a promise really something people kept Not just something they would say and then forget Did families really bow their heads to pray Did daddies really never go away? Oh-oh-oh, Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days Oh And Grandpa, everything is changing fast We call it progress, but I just don't know, no, no And Grandpa, let's wander back into the past And paint me a picture of long ago Did lovers really fall in love to stay And stand beside each other, come what may? Was a promise really something people kept Not just something they would say and then forget Did families really bow their heads to pray Did daddies really never go away? Oh-oh-oh, Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days Did lovers really fall in love to stay And stand beside each other, come what may? Was a promise really something people kept Not just something they would say and then forget Did families really bow their heads to pray Did daddies really never go away? Oh-oh-oh, Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days Oh-oh-oh, Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days Oh Tell me 'bout the good old days Oh Tell me 'bout the good old days