i was born on the northside
of a
midwestern town
there was nine of
us living in a
three bedroom house
didn't have much money,
but we made do
'cause momma worked
all day long,
and daddy did too
did all they could,
made sure we had clothes
and food
went to public schools
and we
followed public rules
we used second hand
books, but oh
i didn't mind the
books
momma taught us early
in life, everybody's gotta
struggle sometime
bring back those simple
times of yesterday
when a man was a man
and a friend was a
friend
bring back those simple
times of yesterday
when you said what
you meant
and you meant what
you said
had a friend named
bobby,
who always kept his
word
we went throught schoolyard
fights
had a thing for pretty
girls
didn't cost much money
to
see the picture show
so we hopped the bus
into town,
that's where all the
girlies used to go
fifty cents would
buy us popcorn for two
'cause bobby's girl,
she worked there and some-,
times she'd break
the rules
picnics i the summer,
wouldn't wake up 'till
noon
and evern though bobby's
gone now,
i can still hear him
laugh
in the middle of june
(chorus)
sometimes i sit, i
wonder
i reminisce, i think
of all the good times
that we had in our
lives
sometimes i can't
get over
how wouderful those
days were
back in our lives
simple days for simple
times
- Chommar Ipiet Ira
Hani Apop -