Well I remember when I was just a children
The time the people used to treat their neighbors like a fellow man
And all their singin' and big prayer meetin's
When a man was proud to walk up and shake on his neighbors' hand
Oh you talk about the good times
Talk about the good times
Oh if you ever needed help a friend was there
Some good neighbor help lift your burden
Hmm, and the simple joys of life a friend would share
Times are harder and the people are changin'
Now most folks couldn't tell ya who their neighbors are
All the guns are loaded the front doors are bolted
Ain't this old world takin' hate and fear just a little too far
Oh you talk about the good times
Talk about the good times
I wish I could go back to the days I'm speakin' of
When a friend would meet you and a smile would greet you
What this old world needs now is a little old fashioned love
My granddaddy God rest his soul now
Well we had a big long talk together the day he died
Said son this world is so full of hate and venom
And I can't wait to leave this ol' place and rest on the other side
Oh you talk about the good times
Talk about the good times
Well I'm gonna see all the friends I knew in the good old days
We'll have a big hand shakin' and sit and talk together
Sit down by the river Jordan and sing our blues away