| Let the good times roll |
| ¯(sample, mp3, 64k/s, 480Kb) |
| This song is about a love that may or may not be
rekindled. A desire to get back to the good times but somehow I feel this
is unlikely to happen. It's one for the money Two to get ready Three to get steady And four to go One for the money Two to get ready Three to get steady To let the good times roll And if you catch a glimpse of my true love Photograph her and send it to me Tell her that I miss her and soon I will kiss her Again when I am set free (Chorus) I remember the singin' and the drinkin' And we'd dance all night beneath the moon and the stars And we'd find solace in each other's arms I never thought then we'd ever be apart (Chorus) The whiskey ran free like a river And the bar never seemed to close The jazz band played until we all went home All of the good times, again they shall roll (Chorus) We never get what we're always lookin' for Try too hard to see what we ignore If you see my true love tell her I've still got her bracelet and beat up guitar (Chorus) |