Good Ol' Days

[Danny O'Donoghue] Up in the bar all smoking cigars We were drinking Irish whiskey straight from the jar Talking 'bout them better days, they're not that far Whoever's coming back to mine, you better bring the guitar You play a sad song Yeah, sing it from the heart Tell a sad story Yeah, tell it from the start Pass me on the pain that you made into art Yeah, pierce it through my skin like a heroin dart (when) Someone's strumming on the strings And they're spitting things Everybody's moving, grooving vibes while the other sings They gon' kill you with their passion and the soul When the first verse drops, you'll be fighting back the tears and all While another man's crying in his beers and all While his woman's saying, "Cheers to it all!" Ain't no shame in the game Just the way you were raised To always sing about better days, better days [Hook] Ooh Oh, we'll remember these nights when we're old and gray Cuz in the future, these'll be the good ol' days Oh, yeah we're arm-in-arm as we sing away In the future, these'll be the good ol' days [Mark Sheehan] Ten 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 that piano boy and play your a** off You play it real good Everybody sing along If you bang us out a beat Everybody move along Play us something real We can hang our hopes on Sing a rebel song (Oh, these times are hard) And watch us march along Won't you come along And meet Jenny, meet Pete Meet Mary, meet Keith They're 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 two AM and we're dancing in the rain and all Hanging out on each other like the pain is gone These are my people, these are my crowd And they're never to proud to sing about 'em (sing about 'em) [Hook] Ooh Oh, we'll remember these nights when we're old and gray Cuz in the future, these'll be the good ol' days Oh, yeah we're arm-in-arm as we sing away In the future, these'll be the good ol' days [Bridge] I got the whole place singing, yeah, singing this song Even the old man there with the paddy hat on is singing (Oh, you wanna sing it? Sing it) I got the whole place singing, yeah, singing this song Even the girl over there with the red dress on is singing (Yeah, she's singing) Oh, I got the whole bar drinking, yeah, singing this tune Even the guys over there with the big tattoos are singing (Yeah) And the emo girls with the college degrees And the tag-along friends with the fake IDs, singing Oh singing [Hook (b)] Ooh Oh, yeah we're arm-in arm as we sing away In the future these'll be the good ol' days The good ol', the good ol' days (The good ol' days) Good ol' days, yeah The good ol' days...