Looking back on when I 
Was a little nappy headed boy 
Then my only worry 
Was for Christmas what would be my toy 
Even though we sometimes 
Would not get a thing 
We were happy with the 
Joy the day would bring 

I wish those days [bad word] back once more 
Why did those days ev-er have to go 
I wish those days [bad word] back once more 
Why did those days ev-er have to go 
Cause I love them so 

Smokin' cigarettes and writing something nasty on the wall (you nasty boy) 
Teacher sends you to the principal's office down the hall 
You grow up and learn that kinda thing ain't right 
But while you were doin'it-it sure felt outta sight 

I wish those days [bad word] back once more 
Why did those days ev-er have to go 
I wish those days [bad word] back once more 
Why did those days ev-er have to go