Good Days Have Gone

La lalala la la, La lalala la la

La lalala la la La lalala la la

Bottle of milk on the shelf

She's gone I feed the dog myself

I do the cookin' and pick up the wood

Our watchdog barks clear and cold

For the old man's getting old

He thinks you will show up any day now

You see now that good days have gone

Good days have gone I'm alone

You see now that good days have gone

Good days have gone I'm alone

Ain't a man of high degree

That's what he said pointing at me

I'm just a no good son of farm

Ain't a man hip and tidy

She said when I would go sleepy

I know that I ain't a lovin' one

You see now that good days have gone

Good days have gone I'm alone

You see now that good days have gone

Good days have gone I'm alone

La lalala la la, La lalala la la

La lalala la la, La lalala la la

La lalala la la, La lalala la la

La lalala la la, La lalala la la,

La lalala la la, La lalala la la,

La lalala la la, La lalala la la,

La lalala la la, La lalala la la,

La lalala la la, La lalala la la,

La lalala la la, La lalala la la,

La lalala la la, La lalala la la,

La lalala la la, La lalala la la,

La lalala la la, La lalala la la,

La lalala la la, La lalala la la