Take me back to days of splendor
Back to my youth
When life was slower paced
And we all lived a simple truth
I seem to remember
Saturday mornings in the warm sun
Just a young boy seeking adventure
In search of carefree fun
I’d walk up to
The end of the street
To the baseball park
On the swings I was set free
How I loved Saturday mornings
And the simple joy it would bring
Like it was just yesterday
I remember early birds that sing
Back and forth
I’d swing so high
As I sit here now
All I can do is sigh
From spring through summer
Life was oh so grand
And Saturday mornings
To the ball park swings I ran
My years now all assembled in tidy row
My body with aches and pains
But with a fondness beyond words
These nostalgic memories remain
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