the good ol' days
fog on my window sillreminds me of younger days
like snow falling on christmas eve
all the pretty lights on the Christmas tree
and all the presents wrapped up just for me
oh how I miss the good ol' days
Sun shine on a pile of leaves kind of reminds me of
Halloween , jumping in the piles till the sun goes down.
dress up like a monster and have a night on the town
oh how much fun we had
oh how I miss the good ol' days
oh the good ol' days all the fun we use to have
and all the friendsh I use to know, wonder where, they did go
guess I will never know... oh how I miss the good ol' days
rain drops dripping on the roof proves to me, that there still is proof
of summer days by the lazy stream
snack'n on coke and ice cream
and rooting for my favorite team...
oh how I miss the good ol' days
star light so nice to see
fire side roasting smores and things
staying up and making memories
oh how I miss the good pl' days
oh how I miss the good ol' days.
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