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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Old screen door bangs on a Friday night
Dust on my boots and the sign burned bright
Johnny’s got a cold one waiting by the tap
I trade a little change for a seat in the back
[Pre-Chorus]
We didn’t need much, just a place to land
A worn-out jukebox and a friend’s loose hand
[Chorus]
Here’s to the good old times
Chew highs and cheap red wine
Laughing like the world was ours
Staying out past closing hours
I’m still chasing that easy ride
With a little life’s high on the side
[Verse 2]
We’d stroll through the honch when the night turned warm
Past the tire shop and the thunderstorm
Mary wore blue, Ray wore black
Everybody knew which road led back
[Pre-Chorus]
The years moved on, but the feeling stayed
In every crooked deal and every promise made
[Chorus]
Here’s to the good old times
Chew highs and cheap red wine
Laughing like the world was ours
Staying out past closing hours
I’m still chasing that easy ride
With a little life’s high on the side
[Bridge]
Now the names are faded from the bathroom wall
But I can hear those old boots down the hall
Johnny still pours when the evening gets slow
And I still know the road where the good times go
[Final Chorus]
Here’s to the good old times
Chew highs and cheap red wine
Raise one up for the ones who stayed
And the wild little mess we made
I’m still walking with my head held high
Living every last mile of life’s high
[Outro]
At Johnny’s, when the workday’s done
Through the honch, beneath the setting sun
Good old times, don’t leave me behind
I carry that fire in this heart of mine
Details
GeneratedSep 13, 2026
Duration3:57
LanguageEnglish
Style
deep grungy soul, swampy blues-rock groove, raspy male baritone vocal, overdriven electric guitar, thick bass, loose pocket drums, smoky Hammond organ, handclaps, tape saturation, rough live-room mix, verses restrained and intimate, choruses opening into ragged soulful shouts, short guitar fills between vocal lines, earthy roots production
Credits
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ikigAIModelAria v6
Prompt
A deep grungy soul vibe with raspy male voice singing about the good old times, sipping chew highs, living life’s high. Grabbing a beer at johnnys and strolling through the honch.
