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Better Times (words and music by a. fering) (solo guitar, g. johnson) intro: rhythm guitar only G D C G ok, here's where you sing too, it's tough... everyone else in the band comes in here too, bass slide down. G do you rememberD when we were friends C sittin around, not doin' G anything. g those days are gone d just a memory c kind of wish that, you were here and g we could talk again now do the damn progression: G D C G g do you rememberd the times we had? c i'd sell my soulg for just a minute that g those times are goned and far behind c they're non-existantg but they're in my mind now do the progression twice, and greg does his solo shit. just improvise, if you can't make anything fit, you need lessons. G D C G G D C G g we'll never bed like we were before c but don't forgetg you're welcome at my door g there were better timesd when the world was mine c but nothing holds trueg it's all a big decline G D C G rhythm guitar again, and voice, light light percussion 1st verse, ending with a decreshendow mama. (clap clap clap, cheering, panties on the stage) you did good!