The Good Old Days

We used to skip our class on Fridays, to play football at the beach Pile up in my buddy's truck, and cruise down route 60 We'd sneak a cigar at the old pier park, and call out at the moon We were living in the good old days, and we didn't have a clue Yeah, Old time flows like a river, rolling over every stone Smoothing all the edges, dark and deep in the unknown I wish someone could've shown us, in the golden light of youth That we were living in the good old days, but we didn't have a clue Back when my grandmas were still living, I had no bills to hold me down, We were staying cool in the swimming pool, at the end of our small town Now the years keep marching onward, and we'd rather watch the news And say it's nothing like the good old days, when we didn't have a clue Yeah, Old time flows like a river, rolling over every stone Smoothing all the edges, dark and deep in the unknown I wish someone could've shown us, in the golden light of youth That we were living in the good old days, but we didn't have a clue On and on and on and on if goes On and on and on and on it flows I wish someone could've shown us, in the golden light of youth That we were living in the good old days, but we didn't have a clue Yeah, Old time flows like a river, rolling over every stone Smoothing all the edges, dark and deep in the unknown I wish someone could've shown us, in the golden light of youth That we were living in the good old days, but we didn't have a clue We were living in the good old days, but we didn't have a clue