Where Did All the Good Times Go? Take 2

[Verse] The porch swing’s rusted, the paint's peeling thin, That old hound dog don’t bark like he did back then. The fields lie empty where the corn used to grow, And I’m left here wondering, where did all the good times go? [Verse 2] The jukebox is silent down at Joe’s old bar, The laughter’s faded like the tail lights of a car. The bonfires are ashes, the rivers run slow, I keep asking myself, where did all the good times go? [Chorus] Where did all the dances and the moonlight fade? Where’s the sound of guitars on the back porch played? Time rolls on, but it don’t let me know, Where, oh where, did all the good times go? [Verse 3] Grandma’s Bible’s still open to her favorite page, But her voice stopped singing, like the songs of another age. The hands on the clock, they tick real slow, Still I’m searching for where the good times go. [Bridge] Maybe they’re hiding in the morning dew, Or the stories Grandpa told me ‘bout when life was new. Maybe they’re out there, on a breeze that blows, Taking their time, where the good times go. [Chorus] Where did all the dances and the moonlight fade? Where’s the sound of guitars on the back porch played? Time rolls on, but it don’t let me know, Where, oh where, did all the good times go?