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-boobyslayer69, official 17
Grandpa, won't you tell us all about the good old days?
When you dared to eat the fish you caught or walk out in the rain.
When there were Bears and Honey Bees and the fields still had some grain
Oh, Grandpa won't you tell us all again?
When the sky was blue and grass was green and the trees still had some leaves.
You could see the stars at night and it didn't hurt to breathe.
And water wasn't precious then you could wash your feet and knees.
Oh , Grandpa won't you tell us all again?
Take your joy from what's at hand, before it slips away.
Time is really nature's way of helping things decay.
The things you think you own in life will pass to other's
Today's tomorrow's good old days, enjoy them while you can.
Grandpa won't you tell us,
oh, ... Grandpa won't you tell us all about the good old days.
Thank you, thank you, make sure your coins hit the hat on the way out of the pub.