The narrator reminisces about his childhood days as a "little nappy headed boy" when his only worries were about Christmas presents and enjoying the simple joys that each day would bring, despite sometimes going without material things. He wishes he could return to those carefree days of sneaking out to hang out with friends and getting into minor childhood mischief before facing the responsibilities of growing up.
The narrator reminisces about his childhood days as a "little nappy headed boy" when his only worries were about Christmas presents and enjoying the simple joys that each day would bring, despite sometimes going without material things. He wishes he could return to those carefree days of sneaking out to hang out with friends and getting into minor childhood mischief before facing the responsibilities of growing up.
The narrator reminisces about his childhood days as a "little nappy headed boy" when his only worries were about Christmas presents and enjoying the simple joys that each day would bring, despite sometimes going without material things. He wishes he could return to those carefree days of sneaking out to hang out with friends and getting into minor childhood mischief before facing the responsibilities of growing up.
The narrator reminisces about his childhood days as a "little nappy headed boy" when his only worries were about Christmas presents and enjoying the simple joys that each day would bring, despite sometimes going without material things. He wishes he could return to those carefree days of sneaking out to hang out with friends and getting into minor childhood mischief before facing the responsibilities of growing up.
Was a little nappy headed boy Brother says he's tellin' Then my only worry 'Bout you playin' doctor with that girl Was for Christmas what would be my toy Just don't tell I'll give you Even though we sometimes Anything you want in this whole wide world Would not get a thing Mama gives you money for Sunday school We were happy with the You trade yours for candy after church is through Joy the day would bring Smokin' cigarettes and writing something nasty on Sneaking out the back door the wall (you nasty boy) To hang out with those hoodlum friends of mine Teacher sends you to the principal's office down the Greeted at the back door hall With boy thought I told you not to go outside You grow up and learn that kinda thing ain't right Tryin' your best to bring the But while you were doing it-it sure felt outta sight Water to your eyes Thinkin' it might stop her I wish those days could come back once more From woopin' your behind Why did those days ev-er have to go I wish those days could come back once more I wish those days could come back once more Why did those days ev-er have to go Why did those days ev-er have to go I wish those days could come back once more (dooo doooos) Why did those days ev-er have to go ! Cause I love them so ! D# D CC A# A GFG A A# A G (doo doooos) ! G A A A# A G ! ! !