Текст песни Good Times Bad Times - Beth Hart

In the days of my youth
I was told what it means to be a man
And now I've reached that age
I've tried to do all those things the best I can
No matter how I try
I find my way to the same old jam

Good times, bad times you know I've had my share
Well, my woman left home
For a brown-eyed man but I still don't seem to care
Sixteen fell in love with a girl as sweet as could be
It only took a couple of days till she was rid of me

She swore that she would be all mine
And love me till the end
But when I whispered to her ear
I lost another friend, oh

Good times, bad times you know I've had my share
Well my woman left home for a brown-eyed man
But I still don't seem to care

Good times, bad times you know I've had my share
Well, my woman left home for a brown-eyed man
But I still don't seem to care
I know what it means to be alone

I sure do wish I was at home
I don't care what neighbors say
I'm gonna love you each and everyday
You can feel the beat within my heart
Realise sweet babe, we ain't never gonna part

I feel good when I look at you, ya