I was born on the northside of a midwestern town
There was nine of us living in a three bedroom house
Didn''t have much money, but we made do
''Cause Momma worked all day long
And Daddy did too
Did all they could
Made sure we had clothes and food
Went to public schools and we followed public rules
We used second hand books
but oh I didn''t mind the books
Momma taught us early in life
Everybody''s gotta struggle sometime
Bring back those simple times of yesterday
When a man was a man
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
Had a friend named Bobby
Who always kept his word
We went through schoolyard fights
Had a thing for pretty girls
Didn''t cost much money
To see the picture show
So we hopped the bus into town
That''s where all the girlies used to go
Fifty cents would buy us popcorn for two
''Cause Booby''s girl she worked there
And sometimes she''d break the rules
Picnics in the summer
Wouldn''t wake up ''till noon
And even though Bobby''s gone now
I can still hear him laugh
In the middle of June
Sometimes I sit, I wonder
I reminisce
I think of all the good times
That we had in our lives
Sometimes I can''t get over
How wonderful those days were
Back in our lies
Simple days for simple times