Old Times Good Times — Stephen Stills

When I was young and needed my time alone Jump in the pirogue, pole down the Bayou Bogafalaya River was dark and cold Seven years old, I couldn't find my way home

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Old times, good times Old times, good times When I was twelve, I learned how to play the guitar Got myself a job in a jax beer bar Got myself together, went to New Orleans Found myself workin' for rice and beans

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New York City was so damned cold I had to get out of that town before I got old California, rock and roll dream Got too high and we blew our whole scene But we had a good time

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