Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days

Sometimes it feels like this world's gone crazy

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?

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

Mhmm, mhmm, mhmmm, mhmm, mhmm, mhmm, mhmm

Mhmm, mhmm, mhmmm, mhmm, mhmm, mhmm, mhmm

Did families really bow their heads to pray?

Did daddies really never go away?