Judds - Grandpa

^DGrandpa, tell me 'bout ^Gthe good old days Sometimes it feel^Ds like this world's gon^Ae crazy ^DGrandpa, take me back t^Go yesterday When the line between^D right and wro^A7ng didn't seem ^Dso hazy

^DDid lovers real^Gly fall in love to stay and stand beside each^D other come what may? Was a promise really^A7 something people kept, not just something they woul^Dd say? Did fam'lies real^Gly bow their heads to pray? Did daddies reall^Dy never go away? Oh-oh, oh-oh, ^EmGrandpa,^G/A tell me 'bout the good o^Dld days

^DGrandpa, ev'ry thing^G is changin' fast We call it pr^Do-gress, but I just don'^At know And G^Drandpa, let's wander back ^Ginto the past, then paint me the^D pictur^A7e of long^D ago

^DDid lovers real^Gly fall in love to stay and stand beside each ^Dother come what may was a promise really^A7 something people kept not just something they woul^Dd say? (and then forget) Did fam'lies real^Gly bow their heads to pray? Did daddies reall^Dy never go away? oh-oh, oh-oh, ^EmGrandpa^G/A, tell me 'bout the good ^Dold days. ^EmOh-oh oh-oh ^G/AGrandpa, tell me 'bout the good o^Dld days.