I grew up in a suburban field,
Waiting for my hopes and dreams to be revealed.
While grownups talked of civil rights and Vietnam,
Books and imaginary friends all kept me calm.
Just four channels on a black and white TV,
Three had cartoons and that suited me.
Nowadays the news and sounds just make me drop,
I must be getting old, I’m not hip to the hop.
I know the wheels of time don’t roll in reverse,
I know that there were things back then that made it worse.
In modern times, we’re all wont to dismiss it,
But I wouldn’t mind going back there for a visit.
Back when our faith and our hearts were stronger,
And we stayed kids just a little bit longer.
The cure for my depression is a small dose of regression,
All in all, we all turned out okay,
Living like we did back in the day.
My dad grew up on a citrus farm,
Nine older siblings kept him out of harm.
While grownups talked of crops and banks that both might fail,
Dad got real good with a hammer and a nail.
Just four stations on a big old radio,
Three had gospel, swinging sweet and low.
I remember times when Dad just seemed so old,
He didn’t understand this thing called rock and roll.
I know the wheels of time don’t roll in reverse,
I know that there were things back then that made it worse.
In modern times, we’re all wont to dismiss it,
But I wouldn’t mind going back there for a visit.
Back when our faith and our hearts were stronger,
And we stayed kids just a little bit longer.
The cure for my depression is a small dose of regression,
All in all, we all turned out okay,
Living like we did back in the day.
Drink the water from the garden hose,
Fall down from the tree and break your nose,
No hands, no helmets, and no knee pads in between,
Don’t you wonder how we made it to eighteen?
I know the wheels of time don’t roll in reverse,
I know that there were things back then that made it worse.
In modern times, we’re all wont to dismiss it,
But I wouldn’t mind going back there for a visit.
Back when our faith and our hearts were stronger,
And we stayed kids just a little bit longer.
The cure for my depression is a small dose of regression,
All in all, we all turned out okay,
Living like we did back in the day.
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