Sometimes, I Miss It

Times are different

I don’t get it

Physical currency is well in the past

Our technology is developing fast

Pennies were stopped, people hoarding to sell them for cash

Applications used to be on paper and pen

Face it it isn’t

Really for the old of age canes and a whiskey

Now you need a computer, digital will stay for a minute

Where did the time go though

Where it went, I don’t know

Sometimes, I wish I could go back

To simpler times and old lads

(To simpler times and old lads)

In person talks with friends

And long walks with them

Back to when a good burger was a few dollars less

Gas prices weren’t so high, it’s all a mess

Seems like T V and screens run our lives

Working hard made people feel very much alive

These days should be easier but it’s tough to ride

People would rather text than chat and talk

Go outside get some gloves and catch a ball

Hit the court up for pickup and some basketball

Where did the time go though

Where it went, I don’t know

Sometimes, I wish I could go back

To simpler times and old lads

(To simpler times and old lads)

I miss the days when I was younger and stupid

Wisdom is a lot less fun when you’re young in confusion

Jokes had a lot more laughter and a bunch of amusement

We may exaggerate but more than some of it’s truthful

I miss when small towns wanted to stay small

When more people wanted to play ball