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, Grandpa, tell me

'bout the good old days

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

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, Grandpa, tell me

'bout the good old days

Oh, Grandpa, tell me

'bout the good old days