Good Ol' Days

My first kiss, high school dance
 Sitting on those bleacher stands
 My first drink, homemade wine
 Tippin' back under the stars that night
 Never thought to ask where yesterday may go
 So young and free, just killing time
 Driving too fast on those dotted lines
 Those memories won't fade away
 Looking back on those good ol' days
 Yeah, looking back on those good ol' days, yeah
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 Overtime, third and goal
 That game was our Super Bowl
 Chasing dreams rock 'n' roll
 Ticket stub, Tom Petty show
 If I could learn to fly right back in time, I'd go
 So young and free, just killing time
 Driving too fast on those dotted lines
 Those memories won't fade away
 Looking back on those good ol' days
 Yeah, looking back on those good ol' days, yeah
 So young and free, just killing time
 Driving too fast on those dotted lines
 Those memories won't fade away
 Looking back on those good ol' days
 Yeah, looking back on those good ol' days, yeah