Oh, sometimes I think back to when I was younger
Life was so much simpler then
Dad would be up at dawn, he'd be waterin' the lawn
Or maybe goin' fishin' again
Oh, and mom would be fixin' up somethin' in the kitchen
Fresh biscuits or hot apple pie
And I'd spend all day long in the basement, torturing rats with a hacksaw 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 Mister Fender
Who ran the corner grocery store
Oh, he'd stroll 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 have seen the look on his face
Lemme 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 you, 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
Lemme tell you 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
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