Bad Times

You can take all of your money
You can take all of your things
Just as long as you leave me
Some of your songs to sing

The good times are rolling as we go
The bad times are the only ones we know

I want to go to London
I want to go to France
Doesn’t really matter where I go
Under the circumstance

The good times are rolling as we go
The bad times are the only ones we know

It hit me just like Newton
Left me dumb and perplexed
Yes I felt it much deeper
Than I could ever expect

The good times are rolling as we go
The bad times are the only ones we know

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Author: beyondthesmokymountains

Poet, musician, explorer, and father. I thirst for the outdoors and revel in history.

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