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