Good Old Days Lyrics

Kids are in bed

It's the end of the day

Scratching my head at the bills we pay

Oh darlin'

I miss the good old days

I add it up

Then I subtract

There's not not enough left to get there and back

Oh darlin'

I miss the fat old days

You'd buy my coffee

I'd buy your tea

Say, come along to the show with me

But I guess that'll have to wait

I guess you and I will be eating off the leftover plate

Again

They say the best things in life are free

Everyone feels the misery

Oh darlin'

I miss the good old days

They say it'll all come back someday

What the hell are they supposed to say

Oh darlin'

I miss the fat old days

Now I'm not greedy, neither are you

We've both got a lot that we're holding' on to

But life gets shaky when there's mouths to feed

One bad break and we're out on the street

Kids are in bed

It's the end of the day

Scratching my head at the bills we pay

Oh darlin'

I miss the good old days

Oh darlin'

I miss the good old days