Lost it on the Chesterfield   Or maybe on a gamblin' wheel   Lost it in a diamond mine   It's dark as hell and hard to find   You can climb to the top of the highest tree   You can look around, but you still won't see   What I'm lookin' for      Oh, where the good times gone?   Where the good times gone?   All that stupid fun   And all that shit we've done   Where the good times gone?   Well, I still don't know      Out in the back in the old corn field   Underneath the tractor wheel   Thought I'd dig, 'til I'd found it first   Broke my back and died of thirst   You can bribe the Devil, you can pray to God   And you can sell off everything you got   And you still won't know      Oh, where the good times gone?   Where the good times gone?   All that stupid fun   And all that shit we've done   Where the good times gone?   And you still don't know, oh      Saw it on the silver screen   Preacher says, "Don't know what it means"   Last page ad in a comic book   Bought me a map, told me where to look   It ain't carved of stone or made of wood   And if you paid for it, then it ain't no good   And you still won't know what I'm looking for      Oh, where the good times gone?   Where the good times gone?   All that stupid fun   And all that shit we've done   Where the good times gone?   Oh yeah