Old Times Good Times

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 chorus:
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 chorus
New York City was so damned cold
I had to get out of that town before
I got old
California, rock and roll dream
Got too high and we blew our whole scene
But we had a good time chorus (x2)