Lyrics Good Times - Willie Nelson

Good Times

When I ran to the store with a penny
And when youth was abundant and plenty
Classify these as good times
Good times
When I rolled rubber tires in the driveway
Pulled a purse, on a string, across the highway
Classify these as good times
Good times
Good times are coming, humming, mmm
Good times are coming, humming, mmm
Go to school, fight a war, working steady
Meet a girl, fall in love, before I’m ready
Classify these as good times
Good times
Here I sit with a drink and a memory
But I’m not cold, I’m not wet, and I’m not hungry
So, classify these as good times
Good times
Good times are coming, humming, mmm
Good times
Good times are coming, humming, mmm