The Script - Good old days

^GUp in the bar all smoking cigars While we were drinking Irish whiskey straight fr^Amom the jar ^EmTalkin' 'bout them better days are not that far Whoever's coming back to mine you better bring t^Che guitar

^GYou play a sad song, yea sing it from the heart Tell a sad story, yea tell it from the^Am start ^EmPass me on the pain that you made into art Yea, piercin' through my skin like a hero^Cin dart

^GWhen someone's strummin' on the strings and they're spittin' things, Everybody's movin' groovin' vibes when the ^Amother sings ^EmThey gon' kill you with their passion and their soul When the first verse drops, you'll be fightin' back ^Cthe tears and all

^GWhile another man's crying in his beers and all While his woman's sayin' cheers to it^Am all ^EmAin't no shame in the game, just the way we were raised For all we sing about better days, bet^Cter days

^GOoo hoo Ooo hoo^{Am Em}Oh, we'll remember this night when we're old and gray Cause in the future these will be the good ol' d^Cays ^GOoo hoo Ooo ho^Amo ^EmOh and we're arm in arm as we sing away In the future this will be the good ol' ^Cdays

^GTen o'clock and it's off, what started as a pub crawl Now we're all l^Amost ^EmBetter live it out tonight, tomorrow's gonna cost So get up on that piano boy and play your a^Css off

^GYou're playing real good, everybody sing along If your bang is out of beat, everybody move^Am along ^EmPlay us somethin' real we can hang our hopes on

Won't ^Cyou come along? (Oh, these times are hard) ^GYeah, meet Jenny, meet Pete, meet Mary, meet Keith They're bustin' on the streets seven days^Am a week ^EmPay a pound, pay a penny, make it full or leave it empty They play, you listen, that's ^Cplenty

^GIt's two am now, we're dancing in the rain and uh Hanging out of each other like the pain ^Amis gone ^EmThese are my people, these are my crowd And I'm never too proud to si^Cng about

^GOoo hoo Ooo hoo^{Am Em}Oh, we'll remember this night when we're old and gray Cause in the future these will be the good ol' d^Cays ^GOoo hoo Ooo ho^Amo ^EmOh and we're arm in arm as we sing away In the future this will be the good ol' ^Cdays [x8]

Oh I got^D5 the whole place singin' yea, singin' this song Even the old man there with the paddy hat^C5 on Si^G5ngin' ooh ooh, come on sing it sing it,^C5 ooh ooh

I got th^D5e whole place singin' yea, singin' this song Even the girl over there with the red dr^C5ess on Sin^G5gin' ooh ooh, she singin', ooh^C5 ooh

Oh,^D5 I got the whole bar drinkin' yea, singin' these tunes And the guys over there with the bi^C5g tattoos Ar^G5e singin' ooh ooh, drinkin' and singin'^C5, ooh ooh

The emo^D5 girls with the college degrees And the tag along friends with the ^C5fake ID's Si^G5ngin' ooh oo^C5h

^GOo ho ... Oo h^Amo ^EmOh and we're arm in arm as we sing away In the future these will be the good o^Cl' days ^GThe good ol', ^Amthe good ^Emol' days [^Cx8] ^GThe good o^Aml' d^Emays, yea^Ch ^GThe ^Amgood ^Emol' d^Cays