Bring Back The Old Days
I remember when I was a boy
Times of fun and great joy
There was always something nice to eat
Fresh fruit and vegetables with plenty of meat
The food was good with lots of taste
Not like now, what a waste
We didn’t have a fridge, or even a TV
We played in the sand and swam in the sea.
Children playing in the street
Some didn’t even have shoes on there feet.
But life was good many years ago
No one rushing to and fro
The golly on the jar of Robertson’s jam
Didn’t need fancy names like an ethnic man
Children’s stories were all about fun ...