Lost it on the chesterfield

Or maybe on a gamblin wheel

Lost it in a diamond mine

It's dark as hell and hard to find

You can climb to the top of the highest tree

You can look around, but you still won't see

What I'm lookin for



Where the good times gone?

Where the good times gone?

All the stupid fun

And all that shit we've done

Where the good times gone?

Well I still don't know



Out in the back in the old corn field

Underneath the tractor wheel

Thought I'd dig, til I'd found it first

Broke my back and died of thirst

You can bribe the devil, you can pray to God

You can sell off everything you got

And you still won't know



Where the good times gone?

Where the good times gone?

All the stupid fun

And all that shit we've done

Where the good times gone?

And you still don't know



Saw it on the silver screen

Preacher says,