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