Willie Nelson - Good Times Lyrics
When I ran to the store with a penny,And when youth was abundant and plenty,Classify these as good times.Good times.When I rolled rubber tires in the driveway,Pulled a purse, on a string, 'cross the highway,Classify these as good times.Good times.Good times are comin', hummin', mmmGood times are comin', hummin', mmmGo to school, fight a war, workin' steady,Meet a girl, fall in love, 'fore I'm ready,Classify these as good times.Good times.Here I sit with a drink and a memory,But I'm not cold, I'm not wet, and I'm not hungry,So, classify these as good times.Good times.Good times are comin', hummin', mmmGood timesGood times are comin', hummin', mmm