Good Old Days

Walking down the avenue
Where we used to play
The house on the corner
Is still the same today
As it was when we were children
Innocent, as innocent can be

I borrowed all your records
you borrowed mine from me
We sat and talked for hours
In a box hung in a tree
We stole your daddy’s last bottle of gin

Ooh, those were the times
Ooh, those were the ways
So take me back
So take me back to the good old days

Looking back from here
I can see that we were blind
To the burdens
We would shoulder
And the struggles we would find
But growing made us strong
As strong can be

Ooh, those were the times
Ooh, those were the ways
So take me back
So take me back to the good old days

Ice cream until our heads hurt
We were trading candy bars
And sticks of bubble gum
Trying not to laugh in church

Do you remember, like I remember

Ooh, those were the times
Ooh, those were the ways
So take me back
So take me back

Ooh, those were the times
I wish we could've stayed
So take me back
So take me back to the good old days