Good Old Days
JB and the Moonshine Band Lyrics


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Back when I was 17, my friend, John Dustin, he sold weed
He used to let me smoke for free, so I'd help him make his rounds
He always kept his pager on, 'cause back then nobody had cell phones
He'd get a page, and we'd be gone we must've moved a thousand pounds

God bless the good old days, when all we had to do was ride and blaze
Yeah we'd head out towards Elkhart and cut across the Lost Prairie Lake
Those backroads seem a hundred miles away
God bless the good old days

We'd try to get to school by 8, but most the time we'd roll up late
We'd have eyes as red as hades gate, and we smelled like Cheech & Chong
We'd drop a couple of drops of clear eyes in,
And take one last hit then stroll on in
Chunk the deuce to all our friends, no we couldn't do no wrong

God bless the good old days, when all we had to do was ride and blaze
I can go from Westwood to Montalba, about a hundred different ways
Those backroads seem a thousand miles away
God bless the good old days

Yeah they say that gettin' high, and gettin' stoned
Is an awful waste of time
But the memories that I cherish most are of a fat ass homegrown dime.

God bless the good old days,
When there weren't no mouths to feed or no bills to pay
We'd go all the way to Jacksonville, and never touch highway
Those backroads seem a million miles away
God bless the good old days




God bless the good old days
God bless the good old days

Overall Meaning

The song "Good Old Days" by JB and the Moonshine Band reminisces about the carefree days of youth spent smoking weed and cruising around with friends. The singer describes how he and his friend, John Dustin, used to sell weed and use it for free. They would drive around town, making deliveries and smoking along the way. In those days, pagers were the only form of communication, and they would often get calls from clients requesting their services.


Despite their risky behavior, the singer fondly remembers those days with nostalgia. They would take the backroads and explore new routes, often being late to school with red eyes and the smell of marijuana. They even had a routine of using clear eyes and dropping by their classmates to show off their cool demeanor. They felt invincible, like they could do no wrong.


The song reflects on a simpler time when there were no worries about bills or responsibilities; everything was just about enjoying the present moment. It's a celebration of youth, rebellion, and the memories that come with it. The singer acknowledges that getting high may be seen as a waste of time, but for him, those memories are priceless.


Line by Line Meaning

Back when I was 17, my friend, John Dustin, he sold weed
When I was younger, my friend John Dustin used to sell marijuana.


He used to let me smoke for free, so I'd help him make his rounds
Since I helped him sell marijuana, he allowed me to use some for free.


He always kept his pager on, 'cause back then nobody had cell phones
During that time, John Dustin relied on his pager since mobile phones were not in existence.


He'd get a page, and we'd be gone we must've moved a thousand pounds
Whenever he received a message on his pager, we would leave and presumably transported many pounds of marijuana.


God bless the good old days, when all we had to do was ride and blaze
Those were memorable times when all we used to do was drive and consume marijuana.


Yeah we'd head out towards Elkhart and cut across the Lost Prairie Lake
When we'd ride, our destination was towards Elkhart and would cross over the Lost Prairie Lake.


Those backroads seem a hundred miles away
The path we took seemed like it was far away.


We'd try to get to school by 8, but most the time we'd roll up late
We aimed to arrive at school on time, but we typically would be tardy.


We'd have eyes as red as hades gate, and we smelled like Cheech & Chong
As a result of smoking marijuana in the morning, our eyes appeared bloodshot, and we smelled like the actors of the movie, Cheech and Chong.


We'd drop a couple of drops of clear eyes in,
To cover up our bloodshot eyes, we would apply a couple of drops of clear eyes.


And take one last hit then stroll on in
Before entering school, we used to take one last dose of marijuana.


Chunk the deuce to all our friends, no we couldn't do no wrong
We would bid farewell to our friends and felt like we were invincible.


I can go from Westwood to Montalba, about a hundred different ways
I had a hundred ways of traveling from Westwood to Montalba.


Those backroads seem a thousand miles away
Even though the journey was not that far, it felt like a thousand miles due to the strong memories attached to it.


Yeah they say that gettin' high, and gettin' stoned
Even though getting high and stoned is believed to be a waste of time.


Is an awful waste of time
Many people consider getting high and stoned as nothing productive.


But the memories that I cherish most are of a fat ass homegrown dime.
Nonetheless, those moments are still the most valued memories of all, especially those involving the fat pot we used to consume.


When there weren't no mouths to feed or no bills to pay
Back then, there was no one to support or bills to pay.


We'd go all the way to Jacksonville, and never touch highway
We traveled all the way to Jacksonville but never used the highway to get there.


Those backroads seem a million miles away
Even though the backroads were not far away, it felt like a million miles due to the fond memories they hold.


God bless the good old days
May the good old days be blessed and cherished forever.


God bless the good old days
May the good old days be blessed and cherished forever.


God bless the good old days
May the good old days be blessed and cherished forever.




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Beverly Ann Williams

I HAD THE PLEASURE OF MEETING JB AND THE MOONSHINE BAND! THEY ARE THE BEST BAND IN EAST TEXAS! THEY ARE SO REAL AND JUST THE MOST POLITE BUNCH OF GOOD MEN SINGING THEIR SONGS! THANKS JB!!!

texasterry08

love love love this song !! God Bless those Texas boy's they are awesome !! We love jamming to JB and the Moonshine band !!

Robyn and Ryan Walley

My new favorite song!!! Shit takes me back!!

Downsideup

If I ever hear this song live it better be 10 min long!!!

James Stahler

this is exactly how my life was. it was awesome!

Matt McCool

love this song

Rob Bob

I LOVE THIS SONG! Its about me!

69STANG12

"All the way to JACKSONVILLE" Damn right buddy that my hometown. These guys are AWESOME no question about it, the music and the guys themselves.

Cory Stuart

Another good one guys!

HVVFD Secretary

This song makes me think about how we were in high school...lol I had a pager and everything lol

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