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Текст (слова) песни: Roger Creager - Good Old Days



Roger Creager, John Evans

I`ve heard stories about the 1950`s.
Rock`n`roll music all the way to the 60`s.
Everybody says it ain`t ever gonna be the same.

But way down South the music got the mojo.
It`s all homegrown.
You won`t hear it on the radio.
Call it what you want but to me it`s the good old days.

God knows I can`t stop burning up the blacktop
Chug a cup of coffee from the honey at the truck stop.
Our blood starts pumping
When we`re out on a three-day run.
Johnny`s got his guitar hanging out the trunk.
Billy`s on the floorboard, I
think he`s still drunk; long road ahead, but already having fun.

Chorus: Living here in the Good Old days
While they`re going on around us
Thinking we`ve got it made
When the music has found us.
Ain`t no need to back track I don`t want to look back.
Now we`ve really got it made.
Think I`ll just stay right here in the good old days.

I know all about a hard day`s labor.
This ain`t work
It`s like picking out a flavor at the ice cream shop,
The brunette or the redhead. I`m here singing on the local motion. I ain`t getting rich
But I`m down by the ocean doing what I want
And right now it`s the good old days.

Chorus

When we get old we`re gonna talk about the good times;
Fat and happy, spreading rumors through the grapevines. With any luck, we`ll still be up to our old ways.
But, we`re still living where the music got the mojo.
I know one day you`re gonna hear it on the radio.
Call it what you want
But to me it`s the good old days.

 

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