Mickey Mantle's Autograph

Seems the good times have finally come to pass
Make way for bad times soon to cross our path

When my father was a young man
He got Mickey Mantle's autograph
And with the M's shaped like the moon
He would contemplate the stars
And wish the good times would never come to pass

No, they just don't make 'em like that no more
No, they just don't make 'em like they used to

When my mother was nineteen
She'd dance to Tina
Tina Turner

And the hallway'd become a catwalk and she'd go to the show
No, they just don't make 'em like that no more
Well, rock me, baby, oh, rock me, child
I miss the good times mama, they've gone out of style

And I don't remember how it feels to dance
Goodbye to good times
By way the crow flies, it could take all night
By way the crow flies, it could take 900 miles

When my sister was a kid
She lit a lantern and sent it to the night
And she asked how far will it fly?
And where will it land when it falls out of the sky?
By way the crow flies, it could take all night

Sometimes the good
Sometimes the good die young, River Phoenix
Sometimes the good survive, Diana Ross
When I was a young man
I wanted to live and breathe inside a song
Well how 'bout this one?

Sometimes the good die young and sometimes they survive
Well, Mickey, Tina, River, Diana, goddamn
Well, rock me baby, oh rock me child
I miss the good times mama, they've gone out of style
And I don't remember how it feels to dance
Goodbye to good times

Well, this is a photograph
Oh, a window to the past
Of a family growing old
Inside the boxing ring of time
In bittersweet, bittersweet, bittersweet
Tennessee