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

Twenty-two years my senior, ain't it good to be the man? Yes, ma'am

Whoa-oh-oh, 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 dreamin', y'all, but it don't pay the rent

Whoa-oh-oh, where did all the good times go?

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-oh-oh, where did all the good times go?

Give my last nickel to hear me a little

John Prine on the radio

Whoa-oh-oh, 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