The Bad Times Aren’t So Bad    words & Music by J. D. Haring

Tell me a story of a love that never ends

Like a willow weeping in the chilly winter wind, it bends.

Sing a song of the love we’ve had,

growing strong through the good times,

And the bad times aren’t, so bad.

 

Tell me a story of a love that loves ‘til death.

Like an eagle soaring high, sailing free on spring’s sweet breath.

Sing a song of the love we’ve had,

growing strong through the good times,

And the bad times aren’t, so bad.

         

I don’t want to hear about another broken heart,

Lost to a love that ended before it even  started.

 

Tell me a story of a love that never ends.

Like a willow weeping in the chilly winter wind, it bends.

Sing a song of the love we’ve had,

growing strong through the good times,

And the bad times aren’t, so bad.  They aren’t so bad.

©J. D. Haring2003