Lost it on the chesterfield
Or maybe on
A gamblin' wheel
Lost it in a diamond mine
It's dark as hell
And hard to find
You can climb to the
Top of the highest tree
You can look around
But you still won't see
What I'm lookin' for

Where the good times gone?
Where the good times gone?
All the stupid fun
And all that shit we've done
Where the good times gone?
Well I still don't know

Out in the back
In the old corn field
Underneath the tractor wheel
Thought I'd dig
Till I'd found it first
Broke my back
And died of thirst
You can bribe the devil
You can pray to God
You can sell off
Everything you got
And you still won't know

Where the good times gone?
Where the good times gone?
All the stupid fun
And all that shit we've done
Where the good times gone?
And you still don't know

Saw it on the silver screen
Preacher says
"Don't know what it means"
Last page ad
In a comic book
Bought me a map
Showed me where to look
It ain't carved of stone
Or made of wood
And if you paid for it
Then it's still no good
And you still won't know
What I'm looking for

Where the good times gone?
Where the good times gone?
All the stupid fun
And all that shit we've done
Where the good times gone?

Writer : KROEGER, CHAD / KROEGER, MICHAEL / PEAKE, RYAN / VIKEDAL, RYAN
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.