Solid Country Gold

Cocaine on the table, cigarette in my lip I try to hang with the kids these days, but the kids swear I ain't hip Naked girl in my bedroom, gut string in my hand 22 years my senior Ain't it good to be the man? Yes, ma'am Whoa, where did all the good times go? Give my last nickel to hear me a little Guy Clark on the radio Plastic on the sofa, shag carpet on the stairs Tear drop velvet Elvis with a Naugahyde easy chair Live oaks in the front yard, I'm still on the fence Sleeping's good for dreaming, y'all, but it don't pay the rent Whoa, where did all the good times go? I'd give my last nickel to hear me a little Rodney on the radio Tequila in my coffee, huevos on the stove I think of all the love I found and lost along the road A little jangle in my pocket, pearl snaps on my shirt Tell Jesus I'm in Texas when they put me in the dirt Whoa, where did all the good times go? Give my last nickel to hear me a little John Prine on the radio Whoa, where did all the good times go? Give me a Z/28 with an 8-track tape, solid country gold Damn, I gotta go, I'm gonna be late