These Are The Times

C F C F These are the times we shall dream about, C G C And we'll call them The Good Old Days, F When the years have rolled away, we shall dream of the times we've had, C G and the songs we used to sing, D But while we're together let us laugh at the weather, G and whatever the gods may bring, C F C F When all our youth is but a memory, C F G and the years bring parting of the ways (then believe me fellows), C F C F These are the times we shall dream about, C G C and we'll call them The Good old Days.