the ground. We've gone to bed hungry many nights in the past. In the good old days when times were bad No amount of money could buy from me. The memories that I have of then. No amount of money
'. Then you better start swimmin'. Or you'll sink like a stone. For the times they are a-changin'. . Come writers and critics. Who prophesize with your pen. And keep your eyes wide. The chance won't
'. Then you better start swimmin'. Or you'll sink like a stone. For the times they are a-changin'. . Come writers and critics. Who prophesize with your pen. And keep your eyes wide. The chance won't
the good times, I'll get along, you'll find another. And I'll be here if you should find you ever need me. Don't say a word about tomorrow or forever. There'll be time enough for sadness when you
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
hundred times I told you how much I care. Forty-five hundred times I told you how much I care. Problems halved are the problems that we can share. White lies in our eyes, together not really there
would. Best of the free life behind us now. And are the good times really over for good. . Are we rolling down hill like a snowball headed for hell. With no kinda chance for the flag or the liberty
hundred times I told you how much I care. Forty-five hundred times I told you how much I care. Problems halved are the problems that we can share. White lies in our eyes, together not really there
hundred times I told you how much I care. Forty-five hundred times I told you how much I care. Problems halved are the problems that we can share. White lies in our eyes, together not really there