Will Hoge - Bad Ol' Days Lyrics
Driving to work in a brand new suitEight dollar cup of coffee and a hundred dollar shoesWife, two kids, big house, no worriesMan, I'm doing alrightSee a kid on the corner with a girl on each armNothing in his pockets but he's turning on the charmBloodshot eyes and last night's clothesHe stumbles in a cab, it's like looking at my ghostTime moves faster every dayLooking back still brings a smile to my faceThe women and whiskey and wicked waysSometimes I long for those bad ol' daysCame home from work and it's dinner and winePut the kids down to bed, shut it down by nineTry to make my wife laughMaybe I'll get lucky tonightTime moves faster every dayLooking back still brings a smile to my faceThe women and whiskey and wicked waysSometimes I long for those bad ol' daysHere in the dark where the whole world's quietI think of those days where if you had it I'd try itEven if you could sell it now I wouldn't buy itI wouldn't change one thingTime moves faster every dayLooking back still brings a smile to my faceThe women and whiskey and wicked waysSometimes I long for those bad ol' daysIs it wrong to long for those bad ol' daysOh, the bad ol' daysSometimes I long for those bad ol', bad ol' daysOh, the bad ol' days
