Good Times, Bad Times

In the days of your youth you were told

what it means to be a man.

Now you've reached that age you've tried to do

all those things the best you can.

No matter how you try you find your way

into the same old jam.

Good times, bad times,

you know you've had your share.

When your woman left home

for a brown eyed man,

well, you still don't seem to care.

Sixteen, you fell in love with a girl

as sweet as could be.

Only took a couple of days

till you were wanting me.

She swore that she would all yours

and love you till the end.

But when you whispered in my ear

You found another friend.

Good times, bad times,

Good times, bad times.

I know what it means to be alone.

I sure do wish I was at home.

I don't care what the neighbors say.

I'm gonna love you each and every day.

You can feel the beat within my heart.

Realize, sweet babe, we ain't ever gonna part.

Good times, bad times.

• Artist:Holly Beth Vincent