Brown Suits and Cadillacs

Walk in the morning with worn out shoes
Got the rocking pneumonia and the boggy woogy blues
And its cold on the street and all I can do is grin
I left your house with my hair all a mess
And all I could think of is your blue summer dress
And the way that you kiss me
And the way that your kiss had a way

Oh those good ole days

Back at your house you invite all your kin
They gather round watchin' gone with the wind
Grandpa says frankly I dont give a damn if you do
Yeah but I knew your mama and I knew your pa
Yeah we grew up together down in old arkansas
We used to climb trees and hold hands as we fall in the lake

Oh those good ole days
Oh those good ole days

Yeah well you used to call me when you couldn't sleep
Yeah and I would come over to your front porch and drink
Yeah and you would sit down on the front porch swing and swing

We'd leave for a weekend and meet on the lawn
Yeah me and the boys would start singing some songs
If you drink enough wine yeah you'd sing along as you swayed

Oh those good ole days

Walk in the morning with worn out shoes
Got the rocking pneumonia and the boggy woogy blues
And its cold on the street and all I can do is grin
I left your house with my hair all a mess
And all I could think of is your blue summer dress
And the way that you kiss me
And the way that your kiss had a way