Steve Madewell - Good Old Days

Good Old Days

I think I’ll call my dad
Gonna tell him about the day
All the ones I caught
All the ones that got away
When I get done talking
Well I’m sure I’ll hear him say
Sounds like you’re living
In the good old days

I’ll ask about the weather
If he thinks it’s gonna rain
I know his answer
It’s always been the same
“If it don’t it’ll be along dry spell”
I know that’s what he’ll say
And remember son we’re living
In the good old days

Always remember, These are the good old days
You can’t live for tomorrow
Re-live yesterday
Work hard and keep yourself busy
But take a little time out to pray
And always remember
These are the good old days

I’ll ask about Old Rose
Now he was quite the dude,
Get Dad talking
About the things that they lived through
And when the stories over
I’ll hear him softly say
Always remember
These are the good old days

Always remember, These are the good old days
You can’t live for tomorrow
Re-live yesterday
Work hard and keep yourself busy
But take a little time out to pray
And always remember
These are the good old days

Now dad’s been gone
It’s been three years today
I imagine calling, I can hear him say
“Don’t be afraid of hard work
But take a little time out to play
Remember son you’re living
In the good old days
Always remember
These are the good old days

He always remembered
These are the good old days
Kept himself real busy as he made his way
While he worked he hummed a little song
Now and then he’d stop and say
Remember that we’re living
In the good old days

Always remember these are the good old days
Remember son you’re living in the good old days