Will Hoge - Bad old days

^GDriving to work in a ^Dbrand new suit Eight ^Cdollar cup of coffee and a ^Ghundred dollar shoes ^GWife, two kids, big ^Dhouse, no worries Man, ^CI'm doing al^Gright ^GSee a kid on the corner with a ^Dgirl on each arm ^CNothing in his pockets but he's ^Gturning on the charm ^GBloodshot eyes and ^Dlast night's clothes He ^Cstumbles in a cab, it's like ^Glooking at my ghost

^EmTime moves faster ^Devery ^Gday ^EmLooking back still brings a ^Dsmile to my ^Gface ^EmThe women and whiskey and ^Dwicked ^Gways ^EmSometimes I long for those ^Dbad ol' ^Gdays

^GGet home from work and it's ^Ddinner and wine Put the ^Ckids down to bed, shut it d^Gown by nine ^GTry to make my wife laugh ^DMaybe I'll get lucky to^Cnight ^G

^EmTime moves faster ^Devery ^Gday ^EmLooking back still brings a ^Dsmile to my ^Gface ^EmThe women and whiskey and ^Dwicked ^Gways ^EmSometimes I long for those ^Dbad ol' ^Gdays

^GHere in the dark where the ^Dwhole world's quiet I ^Cthink of those days where if you ^Ghad it I'd try it ^GEven if you could sell it now ^DI wouldn't buy it I ^Cwouldn't change one ^Gthing

^EmTime moves faster ^Devery ^Gday ^EmLooking back still brings a ^Dsmile to my ^Gface ^EmThe women and whiskey and ^Dwicked ^Gways ^EmSometimes I long for those ^Dbad ol' ^Gdays ^EmIs it wrong to long for those ^Dbad ol' ^Gdays ^GOh, ^DOh-oh^C oh-ooh-oh the bad ol' days