I was substitute teaching for a fourth grade teacher when the high school choir came to perform. The school had 4th, 5th, and 6th graders and we all went into the gym to hear them perform. The choir girls came and asked me to come sit in a chair in front of them. I told them I had to stay with my class, but they would have none of my excuses. They sang Grandpa Tell us about the Good Ole Days. My granddaughter was in highschool and put them up to it. After that, many of the children called me grandpa. I am now 83 and my wife and I have been married 65 years. This performance brought back wonderful memories. Thank you. 🥰💕❤️
My grandpa was a tough hard farmer and was hard on all his sons, my dad being the middle son kinda caught the rough stuff , but he still loved and respected his Dad, my dad was different, he was the most kind, gentle, giving, caring , loving compassionate Dad to us 5 kids, he believed in discipline, but was never rough, mean abusive physically or mentally, he was a great provider, unselfishly worked hard for his family, him and my mom were heaven sent for us kids, my dad got sick in late 2013 , I was an OTR trucker, I came off the truck and took care of my dear sweet Daddy for six months before he passed away, I told him every day how much I loved him and appreciated all he did for me and what a Great man, father, husband, grandpa, friend and much more he was, I was 62 when he passed away, I'm now months from 70, and miss him every day, tears still fall from these old eyes mine almost every day, what a blessing and a privilege it is to be his son. Thank you Lord for giving me the Mom and Dad you gave me.
Makes my heart break, longing for the good old days when Family was second only to God. When Mommas and Daddys loved each other and stayed true to their commitment to each other
I love this song but in all honesty, has that time ever really existed on a mass scale? Infidelity has existed since the beginning of time. I think in the good ol’ days, people commonly broke commitments but we just didn’t make it public. Beating your wife and cheating on her was very common, yet never talked about.
I wish my father was alive to tell me well full of stories he had. I miss that. I am 75, and my children and grandchildren are too busy with their lives to listen to my stories. They don't see any value in the past like I do.
How I long for my Grandpa and the good ole days. Our family got together every opportunity we could just to break bread and share fun times with each other. 2021 kinda feels like a horror show with all the hatefulness and moral decay nowadays. Growing up in the late 50's and 60's were such a kinder, gentler time. I will always be grateful for being blessed to grow up during that time. It's heartbreaking to see what is happening to our families, country and the entire world currently. Just proves that when you try to take God out of everything, society as a whole will begin to crumble into a lawless, sinful atmosphere just like it has since the beginning of time. Praying for a revival at our dinner tables, in our country and throughout the world to repent, turn from the evilness and turn back to God. God bless everyone else remembering the good ole days............
I agree. It's so sad to know so many young people say they don't know how to cook. They are so interested in being popular, they can't even take care of themselves. Another world war happen and they will be in a fix. Jesus is the only answer.
Oh Lord, they need to release this one as a single. Mainstream radio won't play it, but it darn sure deserves to be heard. To me, they outdid the Judd's on this one.
Look up The Judds (mother & daughter duo I grew up watching) it is the original & the VERY BEST. Sorry for you're loss, all my grand parents died when I was pretty young. I miss them all so much..
Grandpa Tell me 'bout the good old days. Sometimes it feels like This world's gone crazy. Grandpa, take me back to yesterday, Where the line between right and wrong Didn't seem so hazy. Did lovers really fall in love to stay Stand beside each other come what may was a promise really something people kept, Not just something they would say Did families really bow their heads to pray Did daddies really never go away Whoa oh Grandpa, Tell me 'bout the good old days. Grandpa Everything is changing fast. We call it progress, But I just don't know. And Grandpa, let's wonder back into the past, And paint me a picture of long ago. Did lovers really fall in love to stay Stand beside each other come what may Was a promise really something people kept, Not just something they would say and then forget Did families really bow their heads to pray Did daddies really never go away Whoa oh Grandpa, Tell me 'bout the good old days. Whoa oh Grandpa, Tell me 'bout the good ole days.
I love this song. My kids asked for it to be played at my dads life celebration. I do believe the Isaacs does a splendid version of it. It made me smile.
I always love listening to this song and I saved it on my phone and normally plays it on Friday evenings after a week of hard work. …Everytime I listened to this song, I always wondered what our (late) Grandpa would say watching this world going crazy where everything seems to be going out of control. The validation of wrongs and indoctrinated to be right pushed through into our society to become an acceptable system of the world creating far greater confusion among our beloved children. Oh how we, the current generation have failed so much compared to their times. They were not that well educated but they managed to protect this world better than what we are doing now. We are more educated & more advanced, but the destructions we have imposed & implemented into this world is far too great that one could ever imagined. Oh Lord have mercy on those that serve you single heartedly 🙏🏾🙏🏾 God bless you all
@@happyolddude Wow. I never knew that Becky has battled stage fright. Alot of people probably don't know this but....Elvis also suffered from stage fright.
I love this song, its so much how I feel, I remember sitting around My Grandma's bid table on sunday where all my dads 10 grown up siblings would eat food she cooked on a cast iron stove, in Hickory north Carolina, Everyone had just came from church, all the men dressed in suits, we all dressed for dinner, everything was homemade right down to the baking soda biscuits, 2" high, hot with real churned butter, and jam, it was the greatest time in my life, I must have been 5 or6 so it was 1959, No electricity, grandma whisnant carried around a gas lamp at night in an old southern mansion, with a creek beside it, corn never tasted sweeter, I help grandpa whisnant slop the pigs, its the only memory I have of that time, it was like out of time thats gone with the wind, I went back there 15 yrs ago Dad Norm Whisnant had been a famous DJ in Hickory, told me the house had burned down when I went to the spot where it used to be, in its place was a Walmart and a parking lot, Dad said the house burned down, Grandpa Whisnant died 20 yrs ago and grandma whisnant died 6 months after him, people were so close back then, there was no TV , Just great conversations, They are all gone now , all my dads siblings, and Dad passed 2 yrs ago in october, RIP, DADDY, now those times are only in my memory now and I'm so grateful I still have that one.
Carrol Moore I loved reading your comments about growing up in America, I grew up in Ireland and it was a hard place in the fifties especially when there was eleven kids in our family and we lived in a fairly small house, my parents were fantastic as they just got on with the job of providing for us. We lived about three miles from our village and we would walk to school, church and shops there was no transport at that time but to us it was normal. Nearly all the food we had was grown in our garden , we also had a cow for milk and a donkey to draw water from the well which was a half mile away . We all had what we called Sunday clothes and they were only used on Sunday for church. We were all very happy with life which was being well mannered and respect any who was older than us. In 1954 when I was eight my mother passed away she was 35 years old, my father then made sure we were to carry on as best we could, time passed and to this day all eleven are still going strong. Now I have grandkids and I look at them it takes me back in time when we were content with nothing and now kids are never satisfied and they have everything. Your comment made me realise it was difficult to live anywhere in the world during the forties and fifties.
Sorry to hear that , we are all heading that way but it's like the flowers and roses which are beautiful but they also wither away, I am grateful for the time I was given.
Grandfathers are an amazing blessing from the Lord. I have lost both of mine and would give anything to hear them tell on more story. spend time with family they aren't here forever.
To my thinking, this is the best vocal group of any and all genres. Find them singing ,"I will praise Him." There are parts in their arrangement that defy description. Sounds like angels must sound. Thanks for this.
Every word to this song has so much meaning and wonderful memories. Lost my sweet husband one and a half years ago .we were together 50 years. Three beautiful daughters . Oh how I love this song. 😢
Thank you Grandpa for being my Daddy too ...thank you for being for me....thank you for all of the stories of hard times but making it through with Christ at your side.....thank you for loving me when dad failed to..... Thank you Grandpa .... Thank you Jesus 🌳🌲🌳
My papa Jack died before I was born. He loved yall and your talent and love for jesus. I didn't have any knowledge of this until we went to dollywood and saw you guys in show. my nana told me when we went home.. We bought all your cds and listen to you almost every day during prayer. I would really enjoy meeting you! Such talent . most people can't sing without auto tunes
I never knew my grandparents, my grandma died when I was three, and when I was eight we moved, and the next I heard of my grandpa was when he died eight years later. Now, I am a grandpa.
yes they did; or mine did and many in my family and ones I knew; Thank God. Mine did not so that may be why this is one of my Daughter's very favorite songs. Her Grandmother passed when she was 3 months old; her Grandfather lived many years after but spoke of their Grandmother; she was the one and only love of his live right to the end.
Much respect I have always loved the Isaac’s. No their history know what they have been through. This song is better than the Judds not trying to take anything away from them, but this is good as it gets.
Don't remember my grand pa's. but my prayer for all children is that they have a loving grand pa and that they could sit upon his lap with their arms around his neck carrying on a conversation just like this song. what a blessing for both it would be! Love it! Can almost sing it without crying.
I had the best papaw a kid could ask for. A very loving godly man. Love his stories about the good ole days. My papaw was a preacher and was called home to be with the lord early this morning. I love you papaw!!!!!!!!!!
+Lee Komray My grandpa passed away when I was 7 or 8. But, I remember that he taught me how to tie my shoe laces. My grandparents lived in Florida, and we lived in Massachusetts. From what I remember about him, he was a good grandfather. That...and.....my birthday is the day after his
So enjoy the way you all do this song about Grandpa...the tenderness with which you deliver it in song, so believable...thank you for sharing...Amen...the good ole days...the old paths...
Never let it go to your heads. I'm so impressed. I've watched Sonya since she was a teenager playing with her mom and Dad. Your Dad has to be very proud of his babies. I remember him. Somebody tell Sonya hello for me. God bless
I was raised in a dysfunctional family all 3 of us girls have had our ghost. Mine followed me up until I was almost 70, that was in January 2022. I still cry at times. But not like I had. My hardest 2 things were to love myself and to forgive myself of all my mistakes.
