
I was walking down the street, looking at my feet
I didn’t have no shoes.
On the way to school, looking like a fool
And everybody knew.
But it was all right ’cause my friends of mine
Knew I had a guitar
They knew I would play, become a big star
And I would go so far
Remember the times...when I didn’t have a dime
We remember the time...when I didn’t have a dime
Those were the best days...
Going down the street playing at the mall
On the cheap bikes
Looking for somebody to steel, somebody to rob
and somebody to fight
I didn’t know my name as well as I knew my friends
But I knew we were so cool
Everybody wanted to play by their own rules
We didn’t go to school
Remember the times...when I didn’t have a dime
We remember the time...when I didn’t have a dime
Those were the best days...
By the times I was 14 or 15
Trying to pass my driving test
The thing to do was to drive to school
’cause I could never win for best dressed
I drove a raggedy car, to sneaking to the bars
Young boy life has no stress
Watching cartoons and poppin balloons
That was the best
Remember the times...when I didn’t have a dime
We remember the time...when I didn’t have a dime
Those were the best days...
"Remember The Times" Lucy Pearl
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