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| D | G | |
| Grandpa tell me 'bout the | good old days |
| Grandpa everything is changing fast |
| D | A | |
| Sometimes it f | eels like this world's gone | crazy |
| We call it progress but I just don't know |
| D | G | |
| Grandpa take me back to | yesterday |
| And Grandpa lets wander back into the past |
| D | |
| When the line between | right and wrong |
| then paint me the picture |
| A7 | D | |
| didn't seem so | hazy |
| 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, Oh | Grandpa | tell me bout the good old da | ys |