The Script - Good Ol Days Lyrics

Ooh Ooh (here we go)
Ooh Ooh (here we go)
Up in the bar all smoking cigars
We were drinking irish whiskey straight from the jar
Talkin' bout them better days are not that far
Whoever's coming back to mine you better bring the guitar
Ye play a sad song ye sing if from the heart
Tell a sad story ye tell it from the start
Pass me on that pain that you made into art
Ye pierce it trough my skin like a heroin dart
When someone strumming on the strings
An they're spitting things
Everybody moving groovin'vibes
While the other sings
They are gonna kill you with the passion and the soul
When the first verse drops
You be fighting back the tears
And all while another man crying in his beers
And while his woman is saying cheers to it all
Ain't no shame in the game
Just the way we were raised
To always sing about a better days better days

Ooh ooh
We'll remember this night when we will old and grey
Cos in the future these will be the good ol' days
Ooh ooh
We're arm in arm as we sing away
In the future these will be the good ol' days

10 o'clock and it's off
What started as a pub crawl
Now we're all lost
Better live it out tonight
Tomorrow's gonna cost
So get up on piano boy and play your ass off
If you play it real good everybody sing along
If ye bang us out a beat everybody move along
Play us something real we can hang our hope son
Sing a rebel song and watch all march along
Won't you come along
And meet jenny meet pete
Meet mary meet keith
They busking on the street seven days a week
Pay a pound pay a penny make it full or leave
It empty they play you listen that's plenty
It's 2am now we're dancing in the rain
And all hanging out of each other like the pain has gone
These are my people these are my crowd
And i'm never too proud to sing about 'em

Ooh ooh
We'll remember this night when we're old and grey
Cos in the future these will be the good ol' days
Ooh ooh
We're arm in arm as we sing away
In the future these will be the good ol' days
Ooh ooh (The good ol', good ol'days)
Ooh ooh (The good ol', good ol'days)

I got the whole place singing yeah singing this song
Even the old man there with the paddy hat on
Is singing woohoo
I got the whole place singing yeah singing this song
Even the girl over there with the red dress on
Singing woohoo
I got the whole bar drinking yeah singing this tune
Even the big guys there with the big tatoos
Singing woohoo
The emo girl with college degrees
And the tag along friends with their fake ids
Are singing woohoo
We're arm in arm as we sing away
In the future these will be the good ol' days
Ooh ooh (The good ol', good ol'days)
Ooh ooh (The good ol', good ol'days)
The good ol' days