Good Old Days Are Gone-Frank Foster

[ti:Good Old Days Are Gone] [ar:Frank Foster] [al:Southern Soul] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Good Old Days Are Gone - Frank Foster [00:15.86]Mr Collin he's a hauling hay but his barn is falling [00:20.55] [00:22.69]He got a for sale sign on a rusty sixty one Ford [00:27.56] [00:30.41]The train used to stop down here at the station [00:35.31] [00:37.26]But that old whistle [00:38.40] [00:39.24]It don't blow round here no more [00:42.11] [00:42.93]And time eases on [00:45.69] [00:50.12]And now the good old days are gone [00:53.17] [00:59.26]Now old Mack [01:00.59]He was an outlaw [01:02.35]Ain't no denying [01:04.04] [01:06.54]But Ms Wanita kept him coming home [01:11.21] [01:14.27]Eleven kids [01:16.61]Seven decades later [01:18.67] [01:21.23]Like an old oak tree [01:22.87] [01:23.95]He stands alone [01:25.63] [01:26.63]She's laid beneath the stone [01:29.41] [01:33.38]And now his good old [01:34.97]Days are gone [01:36.64] [01:39.22]Father time [01:40.14]He's a heartless hunter [01:42.02] [01:42.78]He'll sneak up from behind [01:45.58] [01:47.50]Steal away your youth and age your mind [01:51.07] [01:54.84]Take away all the good things [01:57.13] [01:57.70]And a few good folks left around [02:00.35] [02:01.28]'Til everything you love is in the cold ground [02:07.24] [02:08.27]'Cause old butch [02:09.68]He was a north Louisiana legend [02:13.14] [02:15.88]A country preneur [02:17.17]Where the first and the last of his kind [02:20.30] [02:22.79]'Til behind the counter at the bait shop one cold morning [02:27.48] [02:30.58]Shots were fired [02:32.04] [02:32.91]And a small town cried so [02:35.60]Let the corny queen sail on [02:38.59] [02:42.37]Because the good old days are gone [02:45.62] [02:49.98]So let the corny queen sail on [02:56.89]Because the good old days are gone