Lost it on the chesterfield
Or maybe on a gamblin wheel
Lost it in a diamond mine
It's dark as hell and hard to find
You can climb to the top of the highest tree
You
can look around, but you still won't see
What I'm lookin for
Where the good times
gone?
Where the good times gone?
All the stupid fun
And all that shit we've done
Where the good times gone?
Well I still don't know
Out in the back in the old
corn field
Underneath the tractor wheel
Thought I'd dig, til I'd found it first
Broke
my back and died of thirst
You can bribe the devil, you can pray to God
You can sell off
everything you got
And you still won't know
Where the good times gone?
Where the
good times gone?
All the stupid fun
And all that shit we've done
Where the good times
gone?
And you still don't know
