In the days of my youth,
I was told what it means to be a man.
Now I've reached that age,
I've tried to do all the things as best I can.
No matter how I try,
I find my way into the same old jam.
Good times,
bad times,
you know I've had my share.
When my woman left home with a brown-eyed man,
well,
I still don't seem to care.
Sixteen,
I fell in love with a girl as sweet as could be.
It only took a couple of days till she got rid of me.
She swore that she would be all mine and love me till the end.
But when I whispered in her ear,
I lost another friend.
Good times,
bad times,
you know I've had my share.
But when my woman left home for a brown-eyed man,
well,
I still don't seem to care.
Good times,
bad times,
you know I've had my share.
But when my woman left home for a brown-eyed man,
well,
I still don't seem to care.
I know what it means to be alone.
I don't care what the neighbors say.
I'm going to love you
each and every day.
You can feel the beat within my heart.
Real love,
sweet baby,
we ain't never going to part.