Grandpa Tell Me Bout The Good Old Days

G D A7 D D G Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days D A Sometimes it feels like This world's gone crazy D G Grandpa, take me back to yesterday D When the line between right and wrong A7 Didn't seem so hazy G Did lovers really fall in love to stay D And stand beside each other come what may? A7 Was a promise really something people kept D Not just something they would say? G Did families really bow their heads to pray? D Did daddies really never go away? Em G D Oh, Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days G D A7 D D G Grandpa, everything is changing fast D A We call it progress, but I just don't know D G And Grandpa, let's wander back into the past D A7 And paint me the picture Of long ago G Did lovers really fall in love to stay D And stand beside each other come what may? A7 Was a promise really something people kept D Not just something they would say and then forget? G Did families really bow their heads to pray? D Did daddies really never go away? Em G D Oh, Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days Em G D Oh, Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days G D A7 D Repeat to end