Good Ol’ Days

Ooh (Here we go)

Ooh

(Here we go)

(Here here we go go)

… Ooh (Here we go)

Ooh (Here we here we go)

(Here we go)

(Here here we go go)

… Up in the bar all smoking cigars

While we were drinking Irish whiskey straight from the jar

Talkin' 'bout them better days are not that far

Whoever's coming back to mine you better bring the guitar

You play a sad song, yea sing it from the heart

Tell a sad story, yea tell it from the start

Pass me on the pain that you made into art

Yeah, pierce it through my skin like a heroin dart

… When someone strummin' on the strings and they're spittin' things

Everybody's movin' groovin' vibes when the other sings

They gon' kill you with the passion and the soul

When the first verse drops, you be fighting back the tears and all

While another man's crying in his beers and all

While his woman is sayin' cheers to it all

Ain't no shame in the game, just the way we were raised

To always sing about better days, better days

… Ooh ooh

… Oh, we'll remember this night when we're old and gray

'Cause in the future these will be the good ol' days

… Yeah ooh ooh

Oh, yeah, we're arm in arm as we sing away

In the future these will be the good ol' days

… Ten o'clock and it's off, what started as a pub crawl

Now we're all lost

Better live it out tonight, tomorrow's gonna cost

So get up on that piano boy and play your ass off

If you play it real good, everybody sings along

If you bang us out a beat, everybody move along

Play us somethin' real we can hang our hopes on

Sing a rebel song and watch us march along

Won't you come along? (Oh, these times are hard)

… And meet Jenny, meet Pete, meet Mary, meet Keith

They're busking on the street seven days a week

Pay a pound, pay a penny, make it full or leave it empty

They play, you listen, that's plenty

It's 2 a.m. now, we're dancing in the rain and all

Hanging out of each other like the pain is gone

These are my people, these are my crowd

And I'm never too proud to sing about 'em (Sing about 'em)

… Ooh ooh

Oh, we'll remember this night when we're old and gray

'Cause in the future these will be the good ol' days

… Ooh ooh

Oh, yeah, we're arm in arm as we sing away

In the future these will be the good ol' days

… Ooh ooh (The good ol', the good ol' days)

The good ol' days

Good ol' days (The good ol', the good ol' days)

The good ol' days

… Oh, I got the whole place singin' yea, singin' this song

Even the old man there with the paddy hat on is singin' (Ooh)

(You wanna sing it, sing it) (Ooh)

Yeah, I got the whole place singin' yea, singin' this song

Even the girl over there with the red dress on

Singin' (Ooh)

(She singin') (Ooh)

Oh, I got the whole bar drinkin' yeah, singin' this drunk

And the guys over there with the big tattoos

Are singin' (Ooh)

Drinkin' and singin' (Ooh)

The emo girls with the college degrees

And the tag along friends with the fake ID's

Singin' (Ooh)

Oh, singin' (Ooh)

Yeah, yeah

… Ooh ooh (Here we go)

Oh, we're arm in arm as we sing away

In the future these will be the good ol' days (The good ol' days)

… The good ol', the good ol' days

The good ol' days

Good ol' days

The good ol' days

Good ol' days, yeah

The good ol' days