Mickey Mantle's Autograph

Cry Seems the good times have finally come to pass Make way for bad times soon to cross our path When my father was a young man He got Mickey Mantel's autograph And with the M's shaped like the moon He would contemplate the stars And wish the good times would never come to pass No, they just don't make 'em like that no more No, they just don't make 'em like they used to When my mother was 19 She'd dance to Tina, Tina Turner And the hallway would become a catwalk and she'd go to the show No, they just don't make 'em like that no more Well rock me, baby, oh rock me, child I miss the good times, mama They've gone out of style And I don't remember how it feels to dance Goodbye to good times By way the crow flies, it could take all night By way the crow flies, it could take 900 miles When my sister was a kid, she lit a lantern and sent it to the night And she asked, "How far will it fly?" And "Where will it land when it falls out of the sky?" By way the crow flies, it could take all night Sometimes the good, sometimes the good die young, River Phoenix Sometimes the good survive, Dianna Ross When I was a young man I wanted to live and breath inside a song Well, how 'bout this one? Sometimes the good die young and sometimes they survive Well Mickey, Tina, River, Diana, God damn Well, rock me, baby, oh rock me, child I miss the good times, mama They've gone out of style And I don't remember how it feels to dance Goodbye to good times Well, this is a photograph Oh a window to the past Of a family growing old Inside the boxing ring of time In bittersweet, bittersweet, bittersweet Tennessee