" The Good Times Are Over "

" The Good Times Are Over "
( Lyrics By Gerald Logan)

( Verse 1 )
I can still hear the laughter, echo down those dusty halls,
We were young and reckless, didn’t care about the falls.
But now the lights are fading, the jukebox don’t play no more,
What once was a fire, is just ashes on the floor.

( Chorus )
The good times are over, like a song that’s lost its tune,
Memories are shadows underneath a pale moon.
I’d give my last dollar just to feel them again,
But the good times are over, and they ain’t comin’ back, my friend.

( Verse 2 )
We rode down every backroad, chasing dreams we couldn’t keep,
Drank our share of whiskey, laughed until we fell asleep.
Now it’s quiet in the kitchen, and the phone don’t ever ring,
All that’s left of yesterday are ghosts that like to sing.

( Chorus )
The good times are over, like a song that’s lost its tune,
Memories are shadows underneath a pale moon.
I’d give my last dollar just to feel them again,
But the good times are over, and they ain’t comin’ back, my friend.

( Bridge )
Maybe heaven holds a place where those days never die,
Where the music keeps on playin’ and the beer never runs dry.
But ‘til I get there, I’ll sit here and sigh,
Watchin’ the years roll by.

( Chorus )
The good times are over, like a song that’s lost its tune,
Memories are shadows underneath a pale moon.
I’d give my last dollar just to feel them again,
But the good times are over, and they ain’t comin’ back, my friend.

( Outro )
Yeah, the good times are over…
But they live in my heart ‘til the end.

Country, male