Parker McCollum Solid Country Gold

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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.