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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 we're already having fun

Living here in the Good Old days

While they're going on around us

Thinking we've got it made

 When the good times have 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

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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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