Good Old Days (Letra)

Kesha Part. MACKLEMORE

Hip Hop / Rap

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I wish somebody would have told me that
Some day, these will be the good old days
All the love you won’t forget

And all these reckless nights you won’t regret
Someday soon, your whole life’s gonna change
You’ll miss the magic of these good old days

I was thinking about the band
I was thinking about the fans
We were underground
Loaded merch in that 12-passenger van
In a small club in Minnesota
And the snow outside of 1st Ave
I just wanted my name in a star
Now look at where we at
Still growing up, still growing up
I’d be laying in my bed and dream about what I’d become
Couldn’t wait to get older, couldn’t wait to be someone
Now that I’m here, wishing I was still young
Those good old days

I wish somebody would have told me that
That some day, these will be the good old days
All the love you won’t forget
And all these reckless nights you won’t regret
‘Cause someday soon, your whole life’s gonna change
You’ll miss the magic of the good old days

Wish I didn’t think I had the answers
Wish I didn’t drink all of that glass first
Wish I made it to homecoming
Got up the courage to ask her
Wish I would’ve gotten out of my shell
Wish I put the bottle back on that shelf
Wish I wouldn’t have worry about what other people thought
And felt comfortable in myself
Rooftop open and the stars above
Moment frozen, sneaking out, and falling in love
Me, you and that futon, we’d just begun
On the grass, dreaming, figuring out who I was
Those good old days

I wish somebody would have told me that
That some day, these will be the good old days
All the love you won’t forget
And all these reckless nights you won’t regret
‘Cause someday soon, your whole life’s gonna change
You’ll miss the magic of the good old days

Never thought we’d get old, maybe we’re still young
May we always look back and think it was better than it was
Maybe these are the moments
Maybe I’ve been missing what it’s about
Been scared of the future, thinking about the past
While missing out on now
We’ve come so far, I guess I’m proud
And I ain’t worried about the wrinkles around my smile
I’ve got some scars, I’ve been around
I’ve thrown some pain, I’ve seen some things, but I’m here now
Those good old days

You don’t know what you’ve got
Till it goes, till it’s gone
You don’t know what you’ve got
Till it goes, till it’s gone

I wish somebody would have told me that
Some day, these will be the good old days
All the love you won’t forget
And all these reckless nights you won’t regret
Someday soon, your whole life’s gonna change
You’ll miss the magic of these good old days

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Good Old Days (Letra)

Weird Al Yankovic

Pop

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Oh some times I think back to when I was younger
Life was so much simpler then
Dad would be up at dawn
He’d be watering the lawn
Or maybe going fishing again

Oh and mom would be fixing up something in the kitchen
Fresh biscuits or hot apple pie
And I’d spend all day long in the basement
Torturing rats with a hack-saw
And pulling the wings off of flies

Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but the memory stays
And those were the good old days

I can still remember good old Mr. Fender
Who ran the corner grocery store
Oh, he’d strolled down the aisle with a big friendly smile
And he’d say “Howdy” when you walked in the door

Always treated me nice, gave me kindly advice
I don’t know why I set fire to his place
Oh I’ll never forget the day I bashed in his head
Well you should’ve seen the look on his face

Let me tell ya now

Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but the memory stays
And those were the good old days

Do you remember sweet Michelle
She was my high school romance
She was fun to talk to and nice to smell
So I took her to the homecoming dance

Then I tied her to a chair and I shaved off all her hair
And I left her in the desert all alone
Well sometimes in my dreams
I can still hear the screams
Oh I wonder if she ever made it home

I tell ya

Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but the memory stays
And those were the good old days

Let me tell ya buddy

Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but the memory stays
And those were the good old days

Good Old Days (Letra)

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Oh some times i think back to when i was younger
Life was so much simpler then
Dad would be up at dawn
He’d be watering the lawn
Or maybe going fishing again

Oh and mom would be fixing up something in the kitchen
Fresh biscuits or hot apple pie
And i’d spend all day long in the basement
Torturing rats with a hack-saw
And pulling the wings off of flies

Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but the memory stays
And those were the good old days

I can still remember good old mr. fender
Who ran the corner grocery store
Oh, he’d strolled down the aisle with a big friendly smile
And he’d say "howdy" when you walked in the door

Always treated me nice, gave me kindly advice
I don’t know why i set fire to his place
Oh i’ll never forget the day i bashed in his head
Well you should’ve seen the look on his face

Let me tell ya now

Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but the memory stays
And those were the good old days

Do you remember sweet michelle
She was my high school romance
She was fun to talk to and nice to smell
So i took her to the homecoming dance

Then i tied her to a chair and i shaved off all her hair
And i left her in the desert all alone
Well sometimes in my dreams
I can still hear the screams
Oh i wonder if she ever made it home

I tell ya

Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but the memory stays
And those were the good old days

Let me tell ya buddy

Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but the memory stays
And those were the good old days

Good Old Days (Letra)

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Irie days come on play
let the angels fly let the devils die
got to do what you can with the time at hand
Ali boom mah yeah Ali boom mah yeah
don’t worry your mind its just the test of time
in five years these be the good old days

no one knows what the future holds for everything has a season
its not a time for war its a time for peace
tomorrow knows tomorrow woes
I remember when grandpa use to say grandson these be the good old days

these be the good old days

now comes the moon with its starry lights
and so begins the night life
the tribal dance puts me in a trance
as she pulls me in with her magic swing
I asked of her what do we celebrate
she said to me these be the good old days

these be the good old days

leh leh leh leh leh leh leh leh

there is no future there is only now
let’s cherish these moments that we now know

these be the good old days

Good Old Days (Letra)

Roger Miller

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Rah rah rumble seats and running boards, them was the good old days
Knee pants and dime a dance girls oh lord, them was the good old days
Them was the good old days, with model a’s, and radios, boh dee odee oh doh
Rah rah rumble seats and running boards, them was the good old days

Rudy vallee oh you kid, them was the good old days
Everybody eating up everything he did, them was the good old days
Them was the good old days they had the fox trot, the charleston, to the nickleodeon
Well rah rah rumble seats and running boards them was the good old days

Them was the good old days with model a’s, and radios, boh dee odee oh doh
Rah rah rumble seats and running boards them was the good old days

Them was the days when a cat was the cats meow if he had himself a racoon coat
A root toot tootie and a razzamataz, sit down you’re rockin’ the boat
Them was the good old days with model a’s, and radios, boh dee odee oh doh
Rah rah rumble seats and running boards, them was the good old days

Them was the good old days
Them was the good old days

Rah rah rumble seats and running boards, them was the good old days
Knee pants and dime a dance girls oh lord, them was the good old days
Them was the good old days with model a’s and radios, boh dee odee oh doh
Rah rah rumble seats and running boards them was the good old days