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  • "Good Ol' Days"

    Up in the bar all smoking cigars
    While we were drinking Irish whiskey straight from the jar
    Talkin' 'bout them better days are not that far
    Whoever's coming back to mine you better bring the guitar
    You play a sad song, yea sing it from the heart
    Tell a sad story, yea tell it from the start
    Pass me on the pain that you made into art
    Yea, pierce it through my skin like a heroin dart
    When someone strummin' on the strings and they're spittin' things,
    Everybody's movin' groovin' vibes when the other sings
    They gon' kill you with the passion and the soul
    When the first verse drops, you be fighting back the tears and all
    While another man's crying in his beers and all
    While his woman is sayin' cheers to it all
    Ain't no shame in the game, just the way we were raised
    To always sing about better days, better days

    Ooh ooh, we'll remember this night when we're old and gray
    Cause in the future these will be the good ol' days
    Ooh ooh, yeah we're arm in arm as we sing away
    In the future these will be the good ol' days

    Ten o'clock and it's off, what started as a pub crawl
    Now we're all lost
    Better live it out tonight, tomorrow's gonna cost
    So get up on that piano boy and play your ass off
    If you play it real good, everybody sings along
    If you bang us out a beat, everybody move along
    Play us somethin' real we can hang our hopes on
    Sing a rebel song and watch us march along
    Won't you come along? (Oh, these times are hard)
    And meet Jenny, meet Pete, meet Mary, meet Keith
    They're busking on the street seven days a week
    Pay a pound, pay a penny, make it full or leave it empty
    They play, you listen, that's plenty
    It's two am now, we're dancing in the rain and all
    Hanging out of each other like the pain is gone
    These are my people, these are my crowd
    And I'm never too proud to sing about 'em

    Ooh ooh, we'll remember this night when we're old and gray
    Cause in the future these will be the good ol' days
    Ooh ooh, yeah we're arm in arm as we sing away
    In the future these will be the good ol' days
    The good ol', the good ol' days [x8]

    Ooh ooh I got the whole place singin' yea, singin' this song
    Even the old man there with the paddy hat on
    Is singin' woohoo (come on sing it sing it, ooh ooh)
    I got the whole place singin' yea, singin' this song
    Even the girl over there with the red dress on
    Singin' woohoo (she singin', ooh ooh)
    Oh, I got the whole bar drinkin' yeah, singin' this tune
    And the guys over there with the big tattoos
    Are singin' woohoo, drinkin' and singin', ooh ooh
    The emo girls with the college degrees
    And the tag along friends with the fake ID's
    Singin' woohoo, oh singin' yeah

    Ooh ooh, we're arm in arm as we sing away
    In the future these will be the good ol' days
    The good ol', the good ol' days [x8]

    The good ol' days, yeah
    The good ol' days


    Album: "#3" (2012)
    Writer(s): Daniel John O'donoghue, Mark Anthony Sheehan, Benjamin Allan Sargeant 

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