Goodbye To Good Times chords and lyrics - KEVIN MORBY

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[Intro 1]
[C]

[Verse 1]
Seems the [F]good times
have finally come [C]to pass
Make way for [F]bad times,
soon to cross our [C]path
When my father [Am]was a [C]young man,
he got [F]Mickey Mantle's auto[C]graph
And [Am]with the M shaped like the moon,
he would contemplate [G]the stars
[C]And [F]wish the good times
would never come [C]to pass

[Verse 2]
[C]
No, they [F]just don't make
'em like that [C]no more
No, they [F]just don't make 'em
like they [C]used to
When my mother was nineteen,
she'd dance to [F]Tina, Tina [C]Turner
[Am]And the hall would become a catwalk,
[C]and[Am] she'd go to the show
[C]No, they [F]just don't make
'em like [C]that no more

[Verse 3]
Well [C]rock me, baby, oh,
rock me, child
I miss the [F]good times, Mama,
they've gone [C]out of style
And I [G]don't remember how it [F]feels to dance,
goodbye to [C]good times

[Verse 4]
[C]
By way the [F]crow flies, it could take all [C]night
By way the [F]crow flies,
it could take [C]900 miles
When my sister was a kid,
she lit a [F]lantern and sent it to [C]the night
She asked, "How far will it fly?
An[Am]d where will it land when it
falls outta the [C]sky?"
By [F]way the crow flies,
it could go all [C]night[G][C]

[Verse 5]
Sometimes [F]the good,
sometimes the good die [C]young (Otis Redding)
Sometimes [F]the good [C]survive
(Diane Lane)
When I was a little boy,
I wanted to [F]live and breathe inside a [C]song

[Verse 6]
Well, how about this one?
[C]
Sometimes [F]the good die young,
[C]and sometimes they survive
Well, Mickey, Tina, Otis,
Diane, goddamn
Well rock me, baby, oh, rock me, child
I miss the [F]good times, mama,
they've [C]gone out of style
And I [G]don't remember how it [F]feels to dance,
goodbye to [C]good times

[Verse 7]
Oh, rock me, baby, oh, rock [C]me, child
I [F]miss the good times, mama,
[C]they've gone out of style
[G]And I don't remember how it [F]feels to dance,
[C]goodbye to good times

[Verse 8]
Well, this [C]is a photograph,
a window to the past
Of a family growing old,
inside the boxing ring of time
In Bittersweet, Bittersweet,
Bittersweet, Tennessee