Well Jean got drunk till he could not see
Flat on his back looking up at me
That little French boy was smilin’ from ear to ear
Confetti was fallin from heaven on down,
Can you show me which way to town?
The man said, "son, you cant get there from here."

Chorus:
Well it’s all right, it’s all right, it’s all right,
you know, Rocky times they come and go

So sing me a song to save my soul
I wanna hear the bell done toll
It’s always been there, twinkling from the Corner of your eye
He was rollin’ up the dollar for the little white lines
Smoking in the chair until the sun shined
But she never called that boy, and that boy he started to cry

Chorus:
Well it’s all right, it’s all right, it’s all right,
you know, Rocky times they come and go

Well Jean got drunk till he could not see
Flat on his back looking up at me
That little French boy was smilin’ from ear to ear
He was rollin’ up the dollar for the little white lines
Smoking in the chair until the sun shined
But she never called and that boy, he started to cry

Chorus:
Well it’s all right, it’s all right, it’s all right,
you know, Rocky times they come and go