Thought Jack Daniels was the working man's tea
It was the windows to the life I used to lead
I used to ramble like a feather in the breeze
But nowadays the Good Times Ain't What They Used to Be
Back home on those backroad, everybody's movin' slow
'Til I hit that highway just as fast as I could go
I think that high road's been cacthin' up to me
'Cause nowadays the Good Times, Lord Ain't What They Used to Be
And nowadays I dream of an old cane pole
My baby's sweet tea and my favorite fishin' hole
I sit down on that bank underneath the shade tree
And I thank God the Good Times, Lord Ain't What They Used to Be
I sit down on that bank underneath the shade tree
And I thank God the good times, Lord, ain't what they used to be
I thank God the Good Times Ain't What They Used to Be
1 | In Color |
2 | Can't Cash My Checks |
3 | I Remember You |
4 | Lonely At The Top |
5 | The Dollar |
6 | Mowin' Down The Roses |
7 | The Door Is Always Open |
8 | Lead Me Home |
9 | Place Out On The Ocean |
10 | Cover Your Eyes |