Song Description

Wistful memories of growing up

Lyrics

I grew up in a small town, just outside of T.O.
As boys will be we were wild and free
And there wasn't any place to go
We'd stay out all night, end up in flight
From the cops, the neighbours, and dogs that bite
We'd run them ragged and laugh at the sight
While taking the back way home

Chorus

You see I used to be young and crazy once
But I'm not so crazy anymore
That fire in my veins kinda shorted my brains
Till I didn't know what they were for
How I survived, with my head intact
I can't explain when I look back
But I made it through I thank God for that
Now that I'm not so crazy anymore

2nd Verse

Now a friend and I whose name remains
unknown to you and the law
At the back of the garage in the middle of the night
You'll never guess what we saw
It was a broken down Volksy with gas if you please
And someone had been kind enough to leave us the keys
A few minor repairs and we were off in the breeze
Without a care in the world at all

Chorus

3rd Verse

When I think back on the old days I'd say my only regret
Was drivin' my mother right out of her mind
With all the worry and the fret
Now some would say those days are gone
But I say there not over yet
Just hold the phone I got a boy of my own
Like father like son don't forget

Chorus