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 to 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? Did families really bow their heads to pray? Did daddies really never go away? Whoa, whoa, grandpa Tell me 'bout the good old days La-la-la Ooh Ooh-ooh Hey, hey Grandpa, Everything is changing fast We call it progress, hm But I just don't know 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? Whoa, whoa, grandpa Tell me 'bout the good old days Whoa, whoa, grandpa Tell me 'bout the good old days