Little Boy

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“I was twelve when I wrote this song.  I used to think how I would feel about my childhood once I was much older.”

When I was a little boy
Happiness was just a toy
And the times were full of joy

Nothing could give me more pleasure
Than in the time of leisure
I was with my little treasure

Take me back, take me back
Take me back to where I belong

With those cars I used to play
And I could go far away
Fun was with me to stay

I had nothing to worry about
I could do anything, scream or shout
Thought myself to be a stout

Take me back, take me back
Take me back to where I belong

In the life I now face
I gotta run fast in the race
Blood and sweat, I have to trace

Take me back, take me back
Take me back to where I belong

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