• Song:

    Good Old Days

  • Artist:

    Roger Creager

  • Album:

    Long Way to Mexico

E5 
I've heard stories about the 1950's 
A5 
Rock'n'roll music all the way to the 60's 
E5                                         B5 
Everybody says it ain't ever gonna be the same 
E5 
But way down South the music got the mojo 
A5 
It's all homegrown 
 
You won't hear it on the radio 
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Call it what you want but to me it's the good old days 

God knows I can't stop burning up the blacktop 

Chug a cup of coffee from the honey at the truck stop 

Our blood starts pumping 

When we're out on a three-day run 

Johnny's got his guitar hanging out the trunk 

Billy's on the floorboard, 

I think he's still drunk 

Long road ahead, but we're already having fun 
A5                            E5 
Living here in the Good Old days 
 
While they're going on around us 
A5                     E5 
Thinking we've got it made 
                    B5 
When the good times have found us 
E5 
Ain't no need to back track 
E5 
I don't want to look back 
E5                        A5 
Now we've really got it made 
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Think I'll just stay right here in the good old days  
 I know all about a hard day's labor 
This ain't work 
It's like picking out a flavor at the ice cream shop, 
The brunette or the redhead 
I'm here singing on the local motion 
I ain't getting rich 
But I'm down by the ocean doing what I want 
And right now it's the good old days 
 
Chorus 
 
When we get old we're gonna talk about the good times 
Fat and happy, spreading rumors through the grapevines 
With any luck, we'll still be up to our old ways 
But, we're still living where the music got the mojo 
I know one day you're gonna hear it on the radio 
Call it what you want 
But to me it's the good old days 
 
Chorus
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