LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeGood Times Gone
Lost it on the chesterfieldOr maybe on a gambling wheelLost it in a diamond mindIt's dark as hell and hard to findWell you can climb to the top of the highest treeYou can look around but you still won't seeWhat I'm looking forWhere the good times goneWhere the good times goneAll that stupid funAnd all that shit we've doneWhere the good times goneWell I still don't knowOut in the back in the old corn fieldUnderneath the tractor wheelThought I'd dig till I found it firstBroke my back and died of thirstWell you can bribe the devilYou can pray to GodYou can sell off everything you've gotAnd you still won't knowWhere the good times goneWhere the good times goneAll that stupid funAnd all that shit we've doneWhere the good times goneWell I still don't knowSaw it on the silver screenPreacher says "don't know what it means"Last page ad in a comic bookBought me a map, told me where to lookIt ain't carved of stone or made of woodAnd if you pay for it then it ain't no goodAnd you still won't knowWhat I'm looking forWhere the good times goneWhere the good times goneAll that stupid funAnd all that shit we've doneWhere the good times goneWell I still don't know
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