spud webb

i'm flippin through a book of photos

i found my birth certificate

a treasure trove of polaroids

my sister she was probably six

in this one

look at mom and dad

he was still in college

bagging groceries full time

spare time odd jobbin

mom's basketball pick

state champ four times

and who's that goofy cub scout

we won't talk about mine

that's my granddad's flatnose chevy van

he taught me how to work and cuss like a man

we were all being taught something we don't understand

keep your eye on the ball

and what's the proper stance

and every day was sunny

even when it rained

hard to tell if it's funny

or if it's sad how things changed

look at that spiked mullet

lines cut in the side

and that look on my face

that ain't nothin but pride

and that's me

atlanta hawks number four

slammin that nerf on my bedroom floor

and it goes on and on and on

i know i got the rest of my life

but that ain't long

as it used to be

my

my how time flies by

and it goes on and on and on

next thing you know

you wonder where the years have gone

and trying to wish it back won't work

who'd have thought a good memory

could hurt so bad

look at the kid in this picture

wearing that oxford and khakis

them penny loafers with dimes in them

my thoughts driftin back

i remember feeling invincible

the future was mine

ready to take on the world

but those were simpler times

never a straight a" student