Always The Good Days

People mostly say Those were good old days When they are thinking of the past So what will be today In the future, looking back Since they’ve declared the ‘good olds’ have passed But let’s look back farther At your great grandfather Who also said his were ‘The good old days’ That were there way before You crawled on the floor But ‘now’ you say ‘yours’ were ‘The good old days’ So who gets ‘good old days’ That came so many ways Is it me, you, them, they, or another Or are the best good olds After the touting’s told Just one more way to out-do another I think each day is best Deserving of our zest In fact it’s even better than the last And when we lift our head To help make good cheer spread We won’t need to brag ‘bout the past, that’s passed