Ah, the innocent ’50s!
I could write reams about those years. I think instead I’ll share with you some song lyrics I wrote about that era.
THE GOOD OLD DAYS
Gone are the days of the five-cent ice-cream cone
Skipping rope is just a thing of the past
The radio shows I used to hear are gone
Life has changed, now that I’m grown at last.
CHORUS:
Well I sure miss the good old days
The fun we used to have,
Running barefoot through the grass, and
Playing in the park…
Carefree as a bird I was, and
Always game to laugh
Rode my bike up and down the street
Went home when it got dark.
What happened to the five-cent chocolate bar
My mother’s hair has gone from gold to grey
That field of clover’s now a parking lot
What happened to the dreams of yesterday?
CHORUS:
[repeat as above]
I remember Tom, who walked me home from school
He carried my books, didn’t mind the heavy load
Now the schoolyard’s closed, Tom’s vanished like a ghost
Oh! How I miss those precious days of old.
CHORUS:
[repeat as above]
© 1984 Ellie Presner
Crossed Eyes and Dotted Tees 
I guess my memory’s going – something made me look back and see that I already posted these lyrics last November. 😀 Ah well! Ya got ’em again! But this time, with a photo!
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I thought these seemed familiar! 🙂
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Hahaha!
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I’m glad you posted them again, Ellie, because either I didn’t see them the first time or I also have a spotty memory. Nice post!
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Thanks so much, Gerri! Okay, I feel better now!
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I like the lyrics. They have a kind of sad nostalgia. You should sing them and put up the video to give us the melody too. 🙂
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If you heard my voice, you might not say that! 😂
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But thanks!!
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