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E D A I thought Jack Daniels was the orking man's tea E D E It was the windows to the life I used to lead D A I used to ramble like a feather in the breeze G D A But nowadays the good times ain't what they used to be Back home on those backroad, everybody's movin' slow 'Til I hit that highway just as fast as I could go I think that high road's been cacthin' up to me 'Cause nowadays the good times, Lord, ain't what they used to be D G A And nowadays I dream of an old cane pole E D E My baby's sweet tea and my favorite fishin' hole D G A I sit down on that bank underneath the shade tree G D A And I thank God the good times, Lord, ain't what they used to be SOLO: D A E D E D G A I sit down on that bank underneath the shade tree G D A And I thank God the good times, Lord, ain't what they used to be G D I thank God the good times ain't what they used to be OUTRO: D A E D E D G A G D A G E D A E D A
D G A And nowadays I dream of an old cane pole E D E My baby's sweet tea and my favorite fishin' hole D G A I sit down on that bank underneath the shade tree G D A And I thank God the good times, Lord, ain't what they used to be
Written by Jamey Johnson
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