70 memories

In the back yard, my old man is burning leaves, in a garbage can

Kids riding bikes behind a jeep, chasing fog, mosquito man

Mom hanging laundry on the clothesline, in the early afternoon

Big yellow buses, flashing lights, bringing kids back home from school

Ice cream truck, rolling down the street, ringing bells, what a beautiful sound

Better get yourself back home for dinner, fore the sun goes down

Built a treehouse out in the woods with a couple kids, my old gang

Had some magazines and cigarettes, we just go up there and hang

Then we ride our bikes over to the drive in, watch the movie thru the fence

Sometimes we jump over, grab a speaker and listen in