Old Times Good Times

　　Old Times Good Times - Stephen Stills

　　When I was young and needed my time alone

　　Jump in the pirogue, pole down the Bayou

　　Bogafalaya river was dark and cold

　　Seven years old,

　　I couldn't find my way home

　　Old times, good times

　　Old times, good times

　　When I was twelve,

　　I learned how to play the guitar

　　Got myself a job in a jax beer bar

　　Got myself together, went to New Orleans

　　Found myself workin' for rice and beans

　　Old times, good times

　　Old times, good times

　　New York city was so damned cold

　　I had to get out of that town before I got old

　　California and rock and roll dream

　　Got too high and we blew our whole scene

　　But we had a good time

　　Old times, good times

　　Old times, good times

　　Old times, good times

　　Old times, good times

　　Old times, good times