Good Times, Bad Times

In the days of my youth

I was told what it means to be a man,

Now I've reached that age

I've tried to do all those things the best I can.

No matter how I try,

I find my way into the same old jam.

Good times, bad times,

You know I've had my share;

When my woman left home

For a brown eyed man,

And I still don't seem to care.

Sixteen: I fell in love

With a girl as sweet as could be,

She only took a couple of days

Till she was rid of me Swore that she would be all mine

And love me till the end,

When I whispered in her ear

I lost another friend.

Good times, bad times,

You know I've had my share;

When my woman left home

For a brown eyed man,

And I still don't seem to care.

I know what it means to be alone,

I sure do wish that I was at home.

And I don't care what my neighbors say,

I'm gonna love you each and every day.

You can feel the heat within my heart.

Realize, sweet baby, we ain't never gonna part