Goodbye To Good Times

Seems the good times Have finally come to pass Make way for bad times Soon to cross our path When my father was a young man He got Mickey Mantle's autograph And with the Ms shaped like the moon He would contemplate the stars And wish the good times Would never come to pass No, they just don't Make 'em like that no more No, they just don't Make 'em like they used to When my mother was 19 She'd dance to Tina Tina Turner And the hallway bеcome a catwalk And she'd go to the show No, thеy just don't Make 'em like that no more Well rock me, baby Oh, rock me, child I miss the good times, Mama They've gone out of style And I don't remember How it feels to dance Goodbye to good times By way the crow flies It could take all night By way the crow flies It could take 900 miles When my sister was a kid She lit a lantern And sent it to the night She asked how far will it fly And where will it land when it falls outta the sky By way the crow flies It could go all night Sometimes the good Sometimes the good die young (Otis Redding) Sometimes the good Survive (Diane Lane) When I was a little boy I wanted to live and breathe inside a song Well, how 'bout this one? Sometimes the good Die young and sometimes they survive Well, Mickey, Tina, Otis, Diane, goddamn Well rock me, baby Oh, rock me, child I miss the good times, Mama They've gone out of style And I don't remember How it feels to dance Goodbye to good times Oh, rock me, baby Oh, rock me, child I miss the good times, Mama They've gone out of style And I don't remember How it feels to dance Goodbye to good times Well, this is a photograph A window to the past Of a family growing old Inside the boxing ring of time In Bittersweet, Bittersweet, Bittersweet, Tennessee