i was born on the north side of a midwestern town
there were nine of us living in a three bedroom house
'cause momma worked all day long
made sure we had clothes and food
went to public schools and we
we used second hand books
momma taught us early in life
everybody's gotta struggle sometime
bring back those simple times of yesterday
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
we went through schoolyard fights
had a thing for pretty girls
didn't cost much money to
so we hopped the bus into town
that's where all the girlies used to go
fifty cents would buy us popcorn for two
and sometimes she'd break the rules
wouldn't wake up 'till noon
and even though bobby's gone now
i can still hear him laugh
i think of all the good times
sometimes i can't get over
how wonderful those days were
simple days for simple times