Good Times Gone - Nickelback

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 time go?

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 find it first

Rolled on my back and died of thirst

You can bribe the devil, you can pray to god

You can still off everything you got

And you still won’t know

Where the good times gone?

Where the good time go?

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, don’t know what it means

Last page down in a comic book

Bought me a map, showed me where to look

Carved of stone or made of wood

And if you paper it, then it’s still no good

And you still won’t know

What I’m looking for

Where the good times gone?

Where the good time go?

All the stupid fun

And all that shit we’ve done

Where the good times gone?