When I was a boy of eleven years I never saw my pa Never understood what divorces were I hadn't grown that far Loading our belongings on a little horse and cart Mama said that she and daddy were now apart
These are the things I still remember from so long ago
Going to the seaside once a year, castles in the sand Going to the fairground with my pennies counted in my hand Going to the circus crying if I saw a clown Walking on my six foot stilts and never falling down
These are the things I still remember from so long ago
Yelling at my brother, he's in hiding, won't play in the snow Everything I do he just won't follow, doesn't want to go Playing in the fields pretending I'm a Buccaneer Threw a sword, accidentally hit him in the ear
These are the things I still remember from so long ago
Playing up the garden always building huts of turf and mud Playing in the woods when an owl attacked me, mopped away the blood Blowing up a rubber boat and patching up the holes Falling in the water, dripping wet and catching colds
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