my mama would sing on that front porch swing i was eight years old old hymns good friends feed my soul i gotta go back i gotta go back to that place where all those good old days were at if i m ever gonna get this crazy life of mine on track i gotta go back i gotta go back we spent the last few years on our careers working our way up with the ladders we climbed we never took time to work on us we gotta go back we gotta go back to that place where all those good old days were at if we re ever gonna get this crazy love of ours on track we gotta go back we gotta go back remember the days when our children were safe in schools and didn t have guns there was no iraq no terrorist attacks no 911 we gotta go back we gotta go back to that place where all those good old days were at if we re ever gonna get this crazy world of ours on track we gotta go back we gotta go back if we re ever gonna get this crazy world of ours on track we gotta go back we gotta go back