Carl Weathersby Good Times Bad Times
In the days of my youth
I was told what it was to be a man,
Now Ive reached the age
Ive tried to do all those things the best I can.
No matter how I try,
I find my way to do the same old jam.
*good times, bad times,
You know I had my share;
When my woman left home
With a brown eyed man,
Well, I still dont seem to care.
Sixteen: I fell in love
With a girl as sweet as could be,
Only took a couple of days
Till she was rid of me.
She swore that she would be all mine
And love me till the end,
When I whispered in her ear
I lost another friend.
* chorus
I know what it means to be alone,
I sure do wish I was at home.
I dont care what the neighbors say,
Im gonna love you each and every day.
You can feel the beat within my heart.
Realize, sweet babe, we aintt ever gonna part.
