A little house with three bedrooms and one car on the street, A mower that you had to push to make the grass look neat.

In the kitchen on the wall, we only had one phone, And no need for recording things - someone was always home.

We only had one TV set and channels maybe two, But always there was one of them with something worth the view.

Then there were the picnics at the peak of summer season, Pack a lunch and find some trees and never need a reason.

Oh the simple life we lived still seems like so much fun, How can you explain a game, just kick the can and run.

And why would boys put baseball cards between bicycle spokes, And for a nickel red machines had little bottled cokes.

This life seemed so much easier and slower in some ways, I love the new technology but I sure miss those days.

So time moves on and so do we and nothing stays the same, But I sure love to reminisce and walk down memory lane.