Danica Hart, Devynn Hart, Jim Beavers and Treauna Swindle - Glory Days

Old white van
Broke down again
But we still made our show up in Michigan
Poured out our Harts
To a half empty bar
For whatever wound up in the tip jar
Oooooh
Lord, it's all in the struggle
Oooooh
But I wouldn't trade em for nothin

These are the glory days
The can't wait to tell your story days
Pray to God we could do 'em all one more time
Throw 'em all in the VCR and press rewind
So love every minute
Live while you're in it
If you're gonna fight, fight to win it
Someday you're gonna look back and say
These are the glory days

Get back home
Sunday mornin'
Granny's cookin' and the game is on
The kiddos runnin' round
cunties throwing down
Servin' up the tea and all the gossip in the town
Ooooooh
These are the times that I miss
Ooooooh
Oh Lord how I needed this

These are the glory days
The can't wait to tell your story days
Pray to God we could do 'em all one more time
Throw 'em all in the VCR and press rewind
So love every minute
Live while you're in it
If you're gonna fight, fight to win it
Someday you're gonna look back and say
These are the glory days

These are the glory days
The can't wait to tell your story days
Pray to God we could do 'em all one more time
Throw 'em all in the VCR and press rewind
So love every minute
Live while you're in it
If you're gonna fight, fight to win it
Someday you're gonna look back and say
These are the glory days

Ooooh
(Hey, Hey)
These are the Glory Days

Ooooh
(You're gonna laugh, you're gonna cry)
These are the Glory Days

Ooooh
(Yeah, yeah)
These are the Glory Days

Written by:
DANICA DANAE HART, DEVYNN DANAE HART, JIM BEAVERS, TREAUNA SWINDLE

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Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing

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