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We lived on holliston street in the sixties |
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We didn't need much back then, just a smile |
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And daddy would sing |
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And buy us ice cream |
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And we would listen |
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Uncle louie would come over for dinner on sundays |
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He taught piano to my sister, kath |
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And i'd stand behind |
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And imitate him |
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And she would laugh |
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And he'd get mad |
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And if i knew then what i know now |
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I wouldn't rush the growing old |
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I'd take the flu, the measles, and the blues |
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And i guess i'd do as i was told |
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Kathy would walk up ahead, and i'd follow |
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She seemed so big back then, and me so small |
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And mommy would give |
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Me one dime, and her two nickels |
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And i would cry |
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'cause she got more |
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And if i knew then what i know now |
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I wouldn't rush the growing old |
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I'd take the flu, the measles, and the blues |
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And i guess i'd do as i was told |
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They let us stay up real late to watch ed sullivan |
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We saw the beatles two times that year |
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And daddy would laugh |
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And say, "look at that dumb hair!" |
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But i liked john |
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Man, i loved john |
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And i'd give up candy for lent in the springtime |
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And mama was proud |
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And so were the nuns |
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I thought it was okay to eat the candy |
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If the wrapper was on |
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I was just sucking out the juices |
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The juices of life |
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And if i knew then what i know now |
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I wouldn't rush the growing old |
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I'd take the flu, the measles, and the blues |
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And i guess i'd do as i was told |
