Music by Maurice Adams, Mike Adams and Scott Martin
Words by Scott Martin
Once upon a time when I was a boy
Every day was mine for me to enjoy and
My friends and I were cowboys and kings
Playing secret games, doing crazy things
In the summertime, last day of school
Running though the hose, swimming at the pool
Pocket full of change, a spot in the shade
Grandma in the kitchen making cherry Kool-Aid
Hard to believe it was really me
And the sun would shine, days would get hot
Try to steal a beer, hope we don't get caught and
My friends and I were thicker than thieves
Playing in the dirt, climbing through the trees
Take a bike ride, riding all day
Knocking on the door, can Mikey come and play?
Sitting on the porch we'd stay up all night
Laugh until it hurt, but it always felt all right
All right
Hard to believe it was really me
It seems like someone else's dream
Hard to believe
Hard to believe it was really me
Feels like a dream
It's just a dream, it's not really real
It's all a dream
Hard to believe
Once upon a time when I was a boy
Every day was mine for me to enjoy and
My friends and I were rock stars and kings
Playing secret games, doing crazy things
In the summertime, last day of school
Running though the hose, swimming at the pool
Pocket full of change, a spot in the shade
Grandma in the kitchen making cherry Kool-Aid
Hard to believe it was really me