Lyrics
This Was My ChildhooD
Mom and Dad in matching sweaters, holding hands
Conscious of their social betters and God’s own plans
We would meekly walk behind them, following
Halfway between striking out and wallowing
Unyielding conversations on the neighbor’s lawn
Wielding accusations, tongues like sabers drawn
Advancing, and retreating and then- saving face
Picket fences were our saving grace
This was my childhood
Caught in one house in one neighborhood
This was my childhood
Maybe it was good
Buying new brown shoes every “back to school”
Trying to convince ourselves that they were cool
Counting dollars at the kitchen table
They'd give us one or two if they were able
Trembling hands surrendering report cards
"You can do much better if you work hard"
Finally being added to the honor roll
Basking in the praises, "Boy, you’re on a roll"
This was my childhood
I’d remember more if I only could
This was my childhood
Maybe it was good
Kindergarten, birthday parties, wholesome recreations
Cubs and scouts and field day trips, family vacations
Opening games, marching bands, tough examinations
Class of 19…congratulations!
This was my childhood
Caught in one house in one neighborhood
This was my childhood
Maybe it was good
Picking fights and riding bikes, to no real destination
Coin collections, recollections, lack of concentration
Cheerios and stereos, smoky inhalation
Doing curls, kissing girls, sexual frustration
This was my childhood
Caught in one house in one neighborhood
This was my childhood
Maybe it was good
This was my childhood
I’d remember more if I only could
This was my childhood
Maybe it was good
All words and music by Dave Hall ©
Publisher: Row House Music PRO: ASCAP
