Ava McFerrin - (What They Call) The Good Old Days Lyrics

Papa worked the fields
My momma shucked the corn
I milked the cows
My brother, Danny, fed the horse
In the stable

Those were the days when we all sat down to pray
Thanking the Lord for the food he helped us place
On the table

I think back to what they call the good old days
The love of a family, and the simpler ways
We never appreciate those good old days
Till life comes between us and takes them away

Danny joined the army and shipped out overseas
Papa passed away and momma still grieves
I ran away with a boy who told me
I was better than this

I think back to what they call the good old days
The love of a family, and the simpler ways
We never appreciate those good old days
Till life comes between us and takes them away

Momma sold the farm
I heard she died alone
Danny never was the same
When he came home
And my little girl still asks me
Why daddy is gone

I think back to what they call the good old days
The love of a family, and the simple ways
We never appreciate those good old days
Till life comes between us and takes them away