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