Good Times

Intro:   G  G  D  D  Dsus  D  C2  C2  C2


G                        D             Dsus
Put down the magazine and get off the phone
        C2
Theres a place I wanna show u and it wont take long
G        D     Dsus
Take a ride
C2
Take a ride

G
Its lookin like we're getting there
D             Dsus
Over here, comin clear
C2
Place that has no rhymes, or times, or crimes
G           D      Dsus
Just good times
C2
Just good times

G         D       C2
Take me away
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                     G           D            C2
To a place where the good times good times roll
G               D       C2
Don't let me stay
                       G         D         C2
In a place where this hate can steal my soul



Got myself worked up over nothing today
All this trash is in my head I gotta throw it away
Its alright
Its alright

Its lookin like we're getting there
Over here, comin clear
Place that has no rhymes, or times, or crimes
Just good times
Just good times

Take me away
To a place where the good times good times roll
Don't let me stay
In a place where this hate can steal my soul


Am                        C2
This is it, I'm finally here
Am                             C2
And all the blurry lines are clear
Am                          C2
And everything that I cant see
Am                          C2
Seems to make more sense to me
Am                         C2           D
Why the hell cant I just let it go, let it go, yeah

Take me away (away)
where the good times good times roll (roll)
Don't let me stay (stay)
where this hate can steal my soul

Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll (take me away)
Let the good times roll (take me away)
Let the good times roll