Beth Hart — Good Times Bad Times

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In the days of my youth
I was told what it means to be a woman
Now I’ve reached that age
I try to do all those things the best that I can
No matter how I try
I find my way into the same old jam, ooh-hoo

Good times, bad times
You know I’ve had my share
When my woman left home for a brown-eyed man
I still don’t seem to care

16, I fell in love with a girl as sweet as could be
It only took a couple of days ’til she was rid of me
She swore that she would be all mine and love me ’til the end
But when I whispered in her ear
I lost another friend, oh

Good times, bad times
You know I’ve had my share
When my woman left home for a brown-eyed man
I still don’t seem to care

Good times, bad times
You know I’ve had my share
When my woman left home for a brown eyed man
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 really care what the neighbours say
I’m gonna love you each and every day
You can feel the beat within my heart
Realize, sweet baby, we ain’t ever gonna part, oh-oh, oh-oh