The Good Ole' Days

Verse 1
Well the rooster's crowin' at the crack of dawn,
The boss man’s waitin', I’d better get gone;
One more dollar, one more day, 
How I long for the good ole' days.


Verse 2
Now the dog is a barkin' up over the hill,
Time for a minute seems to stand still;
The birds in the trees just a singin' away, 
How I long, for the good ole' days.

Chorus:
The good ole' days when life was brand new,
Neighbor helped neighbor, men's hearts beat true,
You could trust a man by the words he'd say,
How I long for the good ole' days.

Verse 3
The traffic's gettin' noisy, birds singin' die down,
People are pushin' n' shovin', rushin' into town;
I don't understand why folks are that way, 
How I long for the good ole' days.

Verse 4
Well there's cheatin' n' lyin', friends are untrue,
Look out for number one is their golden rule;
My mind goes back to another way, 
How I long for the good ole' days.

Chorus:
The good ole' days when life was brand new,
Neighbor helped neighbor, men's hearts beat true;
You could trust a man by the words he'd say,
How I long for the good ole' days!
How I long for the good ole' days!

Yeah the rooster's crowin' at the crack of dawn...

Now the dog is a barkin' up over the hill...


© Loyd Taylor, July 1992