Walk in the morning with worn out shoes 
got the rock in the morning with the boggy woogy blues 
and its cold on the street and all i can do is grin
I left your house with my hair all a mess 
and all i could think of is your blue summer dress 
and the way that you kiss me 
and the way that your kiss had a way
Oh those good ole days 
Back at your house you invite all your kin
they gather round watchin' gone with the wind 
grandpa says frankly i dont give a damn if you do 
yeah but i knew your mama and i knew your pop
yeah we grew up together down in old arkansas 
we used to climb trees and hold hands as we fall in the 
lake
Oh those good ole days 
Oh those good ole days 
Yeah well you used to call me when you couldn't sleep 
yeah and i would come over to your front porch and 
drink 
yeah and you would sit down on the front porch swing 
and swing 
we'd leave for a weekend and meet on the lawn 
yeah me and the boys would start singing some songs 
if you drink enough wine yeah you'd sing along as you 
swayed 
Oh those good ole days 
Walk in the morning with worn out shoes 
got the rock in the morning with the boggy woogy blues 
and its cold on the street and all i can do is grin
I left your house with my hair all a mess 
and all i could think of is your blue summer dress 
and the way that you kiss me 
and the way that your kiss had a way