stop stop stop dreaming bout the good old times you need to forgive forget you need to forgive forget i was working in a kitchen trying to earn my livelyhood mama told me be a good boy mama i m sorry that i couldn t i was drowning in temptations i m a sinner to the bone thought i was floating on the surface i was sinking like a stone i don t need your life i don t need your help i just need myself and my gun in my hand stop dreaming bout the good old times you need to forgive forget you need to forgive forget oh believe me when i tell you that life ain t but a sin too many wars without too many wars within so walk with me through the valley of cold don t forget your love don t forget your soul you don t need your past you don t need my help you just need yourself and a gun to your head stop dreaming bout the good old times you need to forgive forget you need to forgive forget stop dreaming bout the good old times you need to forgive forget you need to forgive forget let s drink for the good old times we need to forgive forget we need to forgive forget raise your glass for good old times we need to forgive forget we need to forgive forget stop