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Bass: Eb Gb Ab Bb Ab C Db D (straight eights)
Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab
Looking back on when I Was a nappy headed boy
Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab
Then my only worry Was what would be my Christmas toy
Bb C F Ab
Even though we sometimes Would not get a thing
Bb C F Bb
We were always happy with the Joy the day would bring
Sneaking out the back door To hang out with those hoodlum friends of mine
Greeted at the back door With, "Boy, thought I told you not to go outside"
Trying your best to bring the water to your eyes
Thinking it might stop her from whooping your behind
I wish those days could come back once more
Why did those days ever have to go?
I wish those days could come back once more
Why did those days ever have to go? 'Cause I love them so
Brother says he's telling About you playing doctor with that girl
Just don't tell and I'll give you Anything you want in this whole wide world
Mama gives you money for Sunday school
You trade yours for candy after church is through
Smoking cigarettes and writing something nasty on the wall (You nasty boy)
Teacher sends you to the principal's office down the hall
You grow up and learn that kind of thing isn't right
But while you were doing it, it sure felt outta sight
I wish those days could come back once more
Why did those days ever have to go?
I wish those days could come back once more
Why did those days ever have to go?