Ash Bowers The Good Ol' Days
Verse:
You were tan legs and flip flops, little blue tang top
With the left strap hanging off your shoulder
Me, I was a ball cap, Tom Petty turned up
Charger with a supped up motor
Those were the days
The good ole days
We were back roads and back seats, burning time and
gasoline
Till midnight was never enough
We’d turn off the headlights, creep up the gravel drive
Prayin’ your daddy wasn’t up
Back in the day
The good ole days
Chorus:
Till you rode a scholarship out to the west coast
I went to boot camp north of Chicago
Ain’t nothing better than us living down on
Route 28
Yea well I’ve done some living, and I’ve done some
loving
But girl I gotta say
It’s never been good as it was in the good ole days
Verse:
Yea I saw your mama, and asked her about you
She said I should give you a call
So I helped her load up groceries in her trunk
And longer we stood there and talked
I thought those were the days
The good ole days
Chorus:
Till you rode a scholarship out to the west coast
I went to boot camp north of Chicago
Ain’t nothing better than us living down on
Route 28
Yea well I’ve done some living, and I’ve done some
loving
But girl I gotta say
It’s never been good as it was in the good ole days
Verse:
Call when you get this crazy long message
Sorry for rambling on this way
About the good ole days
The good ole days
Yea those were the days
The good ole days…yea yea
Back roads and back seats, burning time and gasoline
The good ole days
