Good Times Bad Times

In the days of my youth
I was told what it means to be a man
And now I've reached that age
I've tried to do all those things the best I can
No matter how I try
I find my way into the same old jam

Good times, bad times
You know I've had my share
When a woman left home
For a brown-eyed man
And I still don't seem to care

Sixteen: I fell in love
With a girl as sweet as could be
She only took a couple of days
Till she was rid of me
Swore that she would be all mine
And love me till the end
But when I whispered in her ear
I lost another friend

Good times, bad times
You know I've had my share
When a woman left home
For a brown-eyed man
And I still don't seem to care
Yeah!

Good times, bad times
You know I've had my share
When a woman left home
For a brown-eyed man
And I still don't seem to care

I know what it means to be alone
I sure do wish that I was home
And I don't care what my neighbors say
I'm gonna love you each and every day
You can feel the heat within my heart
Realize, sweet babe, we ain't ever gonna part
Oh, yeah