Good Days Have Gone

La lalala la la, La lalala la la La lalala la la La lalala la la Bottle of milk on the shelf She's gone I feed the dog myself I do the cookin' and pick up the wood Our watchdog barks clear and cold For the old man's getting old He thinks you will show up any day now You see now that good days have gone Good days have gone I'm alone You see now that good days have gone Good days have gone I'm alone Ain't a man of high degree That's what he said pointing at me I'm just a no good son of farm Ain't a man hip and tidy She said when I would go sleepy I know that I ain't a lovin' one You see now that good days have gone Good days have gone I'm alone You see now that good days have gone Good days have gone I'm alone La lalala la la, La lalala la la La lalala la la, La lalala la la La lalala la la, La lalala la la La lalala la la, La lalala la la La lalala la la, La lalala la la La lalala la la, La lalala la la La lalala la la, La lalala la la La lalala la la, La lalala la la La lalala la la, La lalala la la La lalala la la, La lalala la la La lalala la la, La lalala la la La lalala la la, La lalala la la La lalala la la, La lalala la la