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• Artiste: Henry Moodie
• Titre: Good Old Days
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My mother told me "Don't you wait for better times You'll never find them if you're standing in the line Always remember how to live, not just survive" And even on my worst nights, I trust that I'll be fine 'Cause, oh Some day when I grow old With most of my story told I'll look at the life I made and say Let me tell you 'bout the good old days Every memory until this day Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout the late nights, the good times, the mess that I made Those werе the good old days, the good old days Too many peoplе in this world that I can't please Too many versions of myself that I could be I don't wanna let my fear decide what's best for me Before I lose control, I'ma take the drivers seat 'Cause, oh Some day when I grow old With most of my story told I'll look at the life I made and say Let me tell you 'bout the good old days Every memory until this day Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout the late nights, the good times, the mess that I made Those were the good old days Let me tell you 'bout my first heartbreak I don't want to put the tears away Yeah, I'm talking 'bout the joy texts, the regrets, the dreams that I chased Those were the good old days, the good old days I know, I know these are the good old days I know, I know these are the good old days I know, I know these are the good old days Those were the good— oh, these are the good old days