Jamey Johnson – Good Times Aint What They Used To Be (Guitar)

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I thought Jack Daniels was the orking man's tea

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It was the windows to the life I used to lead

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I used to ramble like a feather in the breeze

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But nowadays the good times ain't what they used to be

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And nowadays I dream of an old cane pole

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My baby's sweet tea and my favorite fishin' hole

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I sit down on that bank underneath the shade tree

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And I thank God the good times, Lord, ain't what they used to be

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I sit down on that bank underneath the shade tree

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And I thank God the good times, Lord, ain't what they used to be

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I thank God the good times ain't what they used to be