PACKET OF GOOD TIMES Livingston Taylor ©1970 L. Taylor/Morgan Creek Music (ASCAP) Got a packet of good times to think back on I think I'll relax today Can't strain in the pain of doing some work I'd be a jerk on a day like today Well a block of sun it falls on my right hand shoulder The other one's colder, give it some sun too. My foot's gettin' hot, here comes a spot of shade It'll float my way about noon Oh my, just about noon for me now, hey. Oh feelin' easy in the sun No one to mess me up this time Oh, and I'm feelin that I've won Bad times behind and I'm feelin' fine. And I'm feelin' fine. And I'm feelin' fine. A bug zippin' over a blade of grass Not so fast, you'll tire me out. Mrs. Bug flies in, I pity my small friend, Now she's gettin' ready to shout About gettin' more money to have her wings done And naggin' 'cause he's not out breakin' his back. Well, get some courage from me, Ambles over to her and shuts her up with a good smack. Oh my, gives her one right in the face, hey. Oh, feelin' easy in the sun No one to mess me up this time. Oh and I'm feelin' that I've won Bad times behind and I'm feelin' fine. And I'm feelin' fine. And I'm feelin' fine. Walk-by, tut-tut, my my why don't he try Workin' like the other boys feel they should do. No Rolaids a-Gertiol, a-Bisodol, a-alcohol Relaxin' puts me fine and easy. Oh feelin' easy in the sun No one to mess me up this time Oh and I'm feelin' that I've won Bad times behind and I'm feelin' fine. And I'm feelin' fine. And I'm feelin' fine. Return to lyric index