[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