Lyrics
The house that I lived in
Not so many years ago
Is now a pile of rubble
The bulldozers should know
The grass where we played skipping
On lazy hot summer days
Has been replaced by concrete
But the memories will stay
The things we did as children
Like playing in the trees
Chasing each other round the block
Coming home with scraped knees
The time just seemed much slower
The school days dragged
Cake, jelly, icecream
And party bags
Riding our bicycles by ourselves
Without stabilizers
Sherbet and blackjacks
Lots of sweet surprises
The things we did as children
Like playing in the trees
Chasing each other round the block
Coming home with scraped knees
The things we did as children
Like playing in the trees
Chasing each other round the block
Coming home with scraped knees
Our childhood memories fill our hearts
With the memories we share
From our very first haircut
'Til the time we permed our hair
So many treats at grandma's
Cakes and strawberry jam
Aunts, uncles, cousins
All made me who I am