Talk About The Good Times

Well, I remember when I was just children The time the people used to treat the neighbor like a fellow man And all their singing and big prayer meetings When a man was proud to walk up and shake his neighbors hand Oh, you talk about the good times, talk about the good times Oh, if you ever needed help a friend was there Some good neighbor help you lift your burden Mmm, and the simple joys of life a friend would share Times are harder and the people are changing Now most folks couldn't tell you who their neighbors are All their guns are loaded, the front doors are bolted Ain't this ol' world taking hate and fear just a little too far Oh, you talk about the good times, talk about the good times I wish I could go back to the days I'm speaking of When a friend would meet you and a smile would greet you What this ol' world needs now is a little old fashioned love My granddaddy, God rest his soul now Well, we had a big long talk together the day he died Said, '€œSon, this world is full of hate and venom And I can't wait to leave this ol' place and rest on the other side'€ Oh, you talk about the good times, talk about the good times Well, I'm gonna see all the friends I knew in the good ol' days We'll have a big hand shaking and sit and talk together Sit down by the river Jordan and sing our blues away Oh, you talk about the good times, talk about the good times Well, I'm gonna see all the friends I knew in the good ol' days Have a big hand shaking and sit and talk together Sit down by the river Jordan and sing our blues away Oh, you talk about the good times, talk about the good times Well, I'm gonna see all the friends I knew in the good ol' days We'll have a big hand shaking and sit and talk together Sit down by the river Jordan and sing our blues away