Roll back the carpet
Kick off your shoes
Take a turn around the floor
And dance away your blues
These are the happy times
My memory still recalls
When grandma sang
And grandpa took his fiddle from the wall
Mom and dad would sweetly sing
In perfect harmony
Friends would gather round to find
So many there I've seen
Whoa, happy days and happy nights
My memory still recalls
When grandma sang
And grandpa took his fiddle from the wall
Years may come, and years may go
Memories still stay clear
But when I think of mom and dad
I sometimes shed a tear
All those happy times we had
That makes me want to smile
I close my eyes and just pretend
For just a little while
I watch them dance around the floor
And listen to them sing
Friends would stand and clap their hands
And couples then joined in
Whoa, happy days and happy nights
My memory still recalls
When grandma sang
And grandpa took his fiddle from the wall
Roll back the carpet
Kick off your shoes
Take a turn around the floor
And dance away your blues
These are the happy times
My memory still recalls
When grandma sang
And grandpa took his fiddle from the wall
Mom and dad would sweetly sing
In perfect harmony
Friends would gather round to find
So many there I've seen
Whoa, happy days and happy nights
My memory still recalls
When grandma sang
And grandpa took his fiddle from the wall