Well I tiptoe past the rubbish bins,
the pidgeons eat the chicken wings,
but still I must admit it:
London’s never been more beautiful.
And I don’t know what’s come over me,
the melody, the harmony,
it falls and then it rises,
and it’s pleasurable to my soul.
Good times, are gonna follow bad
Good times, they were the best I ever had
You got your man, baby I got this tune
Good news for a whiskey singer tired of singing the blues.
Well I hear it every where I go,
The car horns on Green Lanes and Soho,
even the old dirty river is ,
flowing on slow.
I find hard to keep from smiling,
tower blocks hold up the sky,
from falling down on me,
coz I got somewhere new to go.
Good times are gonna follow soon
Good times unders a summer’s moon
Even down in this old town, I found something new
Good news for a whiskey singer tired of singing the blues.
So goodbye
Time to pack away the memories, and leave them behind.
Bye bye baby, baby bye bye
Good times are follow bad
Good times they were the best I ever had
every time I hear that song I dance like a loon
Good news for a whiskey singer tired of singing the blues.
credits
from The Lost Cat Podcast,
released November 15, 2019
Written, Performed & Produced by: A P Clarke
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