STONE HORSES - Good Ol' Days Lyrics

Tell me you remember
The first weekend in September
We were drinking down at the park
Didn't know what we were doing
Or what we thought that we were proving
We were lit up way before it got dark
We were always raising Hell
Tryin to keep ourselves from jail
Breaking hearts and sometimes breaking bones
We were fighting with each other
Just one brother against brother
We were breaking out of broken homes
God Bless our poor sweet Mothers

Talkin' bout the Good Old Days
Talk about good old days
Talk about who escaped
Talk about our foolish ways
Were they such Good Old Days?
Talk about Good Old Days
Talk about who's the same
Talk about
Them Good Old Days
Whew!
Hey

We were running on the roof
Ya know I gotta tell the truth
We were climbing up there just to get high
Junior took the car from Pops
And we were hiding from the Cops
On a Dundalk Baltimore summer night
Maybe I was lucky
Drinking booze from East Kentucky
Hangin out with all of my brothers
Now I gotta tell you
We were some foolish Motherf*ckers!

Talkin' bout the Good Old Days
Talk about good old days
Talk about who escaped
Talk about our foolish ways
Were they such Good Old Days?
Talk about Good Old Days
Talk about who's the same

Talk about them Good Old Days
Yeah

Talkin' bout the Good Old Days
Talk about good old days
Talk about who escaped
Talk about our foolish ways
Were they such Good Old Days?
Talk about Good Old Days
Talk about who's the same
Talk about them Good Old Days
Yeah,
Hey