12 of 167

Write now Article Tools

I Remember

I remember a time that was about innocents
a time when you could go to the movies for thirty-five cents
I remember food brought by girls on roller skates and carrying trays
yeah, them were the good ole days

I remember playing cowboys and Indians
the good guy wore a white hat, and the good guy would always win
I remember cutting grass for the little money it pays

yeah, them were the good ole days

I remember riding my bike down a hill
and how much fun it was, even if I had a spill
I remember kicking the butt of a bully on the prey
yeah, them were the good ole days

I remember Howdy Doody
and of course John Wayne movies
I remember rock and roll and how we thought it would always stay
yeah, them were the good ole days

I remember grease to slick back your hair
and Elvis shaking his hips everywhere
I remember when sock hops were the phase
yeah, them were the good ole days

I remember when it was twenty-nine cents for a gallon of gas
and a student had to learn to be able to pass
I remember when athletes played out of love, not what it pays
yeah, them were the good ole days

I remember Muhammad Ali
when he would float like a butterfly and sting like a bee
I remember when the Beatles were all the craze
yeah, them were the good ole days

I remember man landing on the moon
I remember a King and a dream that died too soon
I remember a family by the name of the Kennedys
yeah, them were the good ole days

I remember black and white TV
and all the channels counted up to three
I remember the old folks telling me about their days, and they would say
yeah, them were the good ole days

I guess forty years from now
though I don't know how
people will look back, sigh and say
yeah, them were the good ole days

Learn more about this author, Stanley Hendrix.
Click here to send this author comments or questions.

Add your voice

Know something about Poetry: Change?
We want to hear your view. Write now!