Ray Price (singer) - Wikipedia

About the Song

Ray Price, a true giant of country music, has a rich catalog of heart-wrenching ballads. Among his most beloved songs is “For the Good Times”. This timeless classic, penned by Kris Kristofferson, perfectly captures the bittersweet nature of lost love.

Released in 1970, “For the Good Times” became an instant hit, showcasing Price’s unparalleled ability to convey raw emotion through his soulful voice. The song’s lyrics are a masterpiece of simplicity, painting a poignant picture of a relationship’s end while cherishing the memories made. Price’s delivery is nothing short of extraordinary, his voice filled with both sorrow and acceptance.

Beyond the lyrics, the musical arrangement complements the song’s melancholic tone. The gentle melody, combined with the understated instrumentation, creates an atmosphere of longing and reflection. It’s a song that invites listeners to reminisce about their own past loves while finding solace in the shared experience of heartbreak.

“For the Good Times” has become more than just a song; it’s a touchstone for countless fans who have experienced the pain of lost love. It’s a reminder that even in the midst of heartbreak, it’s important to cherish the beautiful moments shared. Ray Price’s masterful interpretation of this song has cemented its place as one of the greatest country ballads of all time.Ray Price Dead: Country Singer Dies at 87

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Lyrics: For The Good Times

Don’t look so sad, I know it’s over
But life goes on and this old world will keep on turning
Let’s just be glad we had some time to spend together
There’s no need to watch the bridges that we’re burningLay your head upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body close to mine
Hear the whisper of the rain drops flowing soft against the window
And make believe you love me one more time
For the good timesI’ll get along, you’ll find another
And I’ll be here if you should find you ever need me
Don’t say a word about tomorrow or forever
There’ll be time enough for sadness when you leave meLay your head upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body close to mine
Hear the whisper of the rain drops flowing soft against the window
And make believe you love me one more time
For the good times

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