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Good Old Days

A grade seven girl so young and so free
A poem she'd written to hand in to me
I can still see her eyes as she passed in her words
I knew right away that they had to be heard

She said she'd like to be back when John Cabot found
The island of Newfoundland and its fishing grounds
To discover new land and to find new places
To make new friends of all different races

I would like to be back in the good old days
To see the old people and live by their ways
To see them survive and to work day to day
I'd watch them go to bed, kneel down and pray

I would like to be back to see the great war
And to understand just what they fought for
To stop them from hating and all drop their guns
No blood be taken and all live as one

I would like to be back in the good old days
To see the old people and live by their ways
To see them survive and to work day to day
I'd watch them go to bed, kneel down and pray

Then I'd like to be back in 1904
That's when my dear old grandmother to the world she was born
Well I'd join with her crying andher family and her ways
And we'd all live together back in the good old days

I would like to be back in the good old days
To see the old people and live by their ways
To see them survive and to work day to day
I'd watch them go to bed, kneel down and pray
Back in the good old days
Way back in the good old days

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