Good Old Days

A I heard a song on the radio G# Reminded me of a long ago D When it seemed like time E A Marched on way too slow A And the world was a better place G# No hard times were on the way D My biggest fear was E A Getting home too late D E And what we all need now F#m E Is some rock & roll playing way too loud D And some Marvin Gaye and E A Otis on the Dock of the Bay D E We could all use a little more Waylon F#m E Singing about them Good Hearted Women D E More Church Pew filled on Sunday’s N.C. Man I miss those Good old Days A There’s a place that I know G# Has an old jukebox stereo D And it takes my money E A Everytime I go A Those 45s play all night long G# I keep em spinning each & every song D Until I’m out of money E A Or my tears are gone D E And what we all need now F#m E Is some rock & roll playing way too loud D And some Marvin Gaye and E A Otis on the Dock of the Bay D E We could all use a little more Waylon F#m E Singing about them Good Hearted Women D E More Church Pew filled on Sunday’s N.C. Man I miss those Good old Days F#m E Those summertimes at the lake D E Or that first kiss over Christmas break F#m E Homecoming football games D E Why do things ever have to change D E And what we all need now F#m E Is some rock & roll playing way too loud D And some Marvin Gaye and E A Otis on the Dock of the Bay D E We could all use a little more Waylon F#m E Singing about them Good Hearted Women D E More Church Pew filled on Sunday’s N.C. Man I miss those Good old Days