old times good times

when i was young and needed my time alone

jump in the pirogue

pole down the bayou

bogue falaya river was dark and cold

seven years old

i couldn't find my way home

old times

good times

old times

good times

when i was twelve

i learned how to play the guitar

got myself a job in a jax beer bar

got myself together

went to new orleans

found myself workin' for rice and beans

and it was good times

old times

good times

old times

good times

new york city was so damned cold

i had to get out of that town before i got old

california and rock and roll dream

got too high and we blew our whole scene

but we had a good time

old times

good times

old times

good times

old times

good times

old times

good times