One time the music that you played whenever you would jive, Was from a vinyl, big holed record called a forty- five.

The record player had a post to keep them all in line, And then the records would drop down and play one at a time.

Oh sure we had our problems then just like we do today, And always were striving trying for a better way. And every year that passed us by brought new and greater things, We now can even program phones with music or with rings.

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..