Hey There, Good Times (From "I Love My Wife")

Hey there, good times, here I am

Welcome back your baby lamb

Open wide them golden doors

And set my chair down next to yours

I've been freezing, sneezing

Out there where the bad times blow

Please don't stop to scold me

Let your loving arms enfold me

Hey there, good times, take my hand

Give my music to the band

Dust off that old welcome mat

And show me where to hang my hat

I've been lost for all these years

Crying buckets full of tears

Please don't be so cold and chilly

Welcome back your weeping Willy

Hey there, good times, let me in

Ask me how the hell I've been

Turn my picture from the wall

And hug me 'til I start to bawl

I've been boozing, losing

Out there where the bad times grow

Lead me to your villa

Turn my bed down, buff my pillow

Hey there, good times, take me back

Grab my suitcase, pay the hack

Chuck my chin and shout my name

And make me feel I'm glad I came

I've been down in Satan's den

Ain't felt good since don't know when

Though I'm used and bruised and muddy

Kiss my cheek and call me "buddy"

Bye-bye, bad times, pack your gear

I've had sad times up to here

Hey there, good times, please appear

Show me that I'm not forgotten

Or leave town and spoil me rotten

So long, bum days, gotta split

Gloomy glum days, go on, git

Sugar plum days, shake my mitt

Shout hooray and hallelujah

Baby, back I'm running to ya

Hey there, good times, here I am

Welcome back your baby lamb

Open wide them golden doors

And set my chair down next to yours

I've been freezing, sneezing

Out there where the bad times blow

Please don't stop to scold me

Let your loving arms enfold me

Hey there, good times, take my hand

Give my music to the band

Dust off that old welcome mat

And show me where to hang my hat

I've been lost for all these years

Crying buckets full of tears

Please don't be so cold and chilly

Welcome back your weeping Willy

Bye-bye, bad times

So long, sad times

Hey there, good times

Here I am