Old Times Good Times

When I was young and needed my time alone

Jump in the pirogue, pole down the

Bayou Bogafalaya

River was dark and cold

Seven years old,

I couldn't find my way home chorus:

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 chorus

New York City was so damned cold

I had to get out of that town before

I got old

California, rock and roll dream

Got too high and we blew our whole scene

But we had a good time chorus (x2)