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