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