Good Old Bad Times - Jackie Greene

I was on the phone

With an old friend back home

Talkin' shit and laughing

Like we used to

Man, how do you make your rent

With that crooked government?

And what y’all been up to

Since high school?

I heard that Davy joined the Navy

Little Joe is on wife number three

I’m just wondering what in

God’s name happened to those

Good old bad times

Girls with tan lines

Young and wild and free

Lord, they sound so good to me

Well, I guess we all grow up

Find a way to fill the cup

Struggle like so many did before us

Some make it to the city

Some stay in their hometowns

Some live alone like Buddha

In the forest

How can somebody find a future?

If they ain’t got a foothold in the past?

Maybe I’m just another

Old-fashioned sucker for them

Good old bad times

Young and sad times

Broke as broke could be

Lord, sounds so good to me

Sometimes I get so lost

In the backwoods of my mind

How many ways

Can you re-live all your yesterdays?

Good old bad times

Girls with tan lines

On that MTV

Lord, sounds so good to me

Sometimes I think about that girl

Who ran away from home

I start to wonder if

She ever made it

You think that you can tell

How somebody might turn out

But the truth is that it’s

Much more complicated

Remember that old punk who played the guitar?

I heard that he’s a millionaire

I saw him on the TV in some big-time concert

Singing…

Good old bad times

Girls with tan lines

Young and wild and free

Good old bad times

Drinking Cheerwine

On that MTV

Lord, sounds good to me