Story Behind The Song
Many small towns have disappeared over the years. The story behind this song is of a person who still lives in one and reminisces of the past.
| Song Length |
3:23 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock, Pop - Rock |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Poignant |
Subject |
History, Past |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Th' Times
(Intro)
I. Times were much simpler then. Why did they have to end?
I miss my younger days.
I had a ton a friends, who were closer then.
Than my family is today.
(Chorus)
We used to meet on th' street to race our cars.
We made fake ID's. We snuck into bars.
We parked in th' woods. Drank Boones' Farm wine.
Got a little crazy. Those were th' times. Those were th' times.
(T)
II. I had to get a job. My parents said they robbed.
My college fund was gone.
I flipped some burgers then. Served fries to my friends.
And some didn't want to pay.
(Chorus)
We used to meet on th' street to race our cars.
We made fake ID's. We snuck into bars.
We parked in th' woods. Drank Boones' Farm wine.
Got a little crazy. Those were th' times. Those were th' times.
(T)
III. I stayed in my home town. And now I look around.
It's all torn down, a shame.
No one is movin' back. We're just a railroad tack.
This town once had a name.
(Chorus)
We used to meet on the' street to race our cars.
We made fake ID'a. We snuck into bars.
We parked in th' woods. Drank Boones' Farm wine.
Got a little crazy. Those were th' times. Those were th' times.
(T)
(Chorus)
We used to meet in th' street to race our cars.
We made fake ID's. We snuck into bars.
We parked in th' woods. Drank Boones' Farm wine.
Got a little crazy. Those were th' times. Those were th' times.
(Tag) Those were th' times.