When I Was But a Child 
 ( Part 2 )
 

I think we grew up healthy,
Tried to keep our nose clean all the time,
Because our parents had permission,
Back then, to keep us all in line.
I know we were much happier,
Then those kids of today,
Today they're given way too much,
They have far too much to say.

They don't respect their parents,
And they don't do well in school,
They think they have all the answers,
They constantly break the golden rule.
They want things on a golden platter,
Don't work for what they get,
They can be rude and ignorant,
And have no self respect.

They don't know how to read,
They can't spell a word they write,
All they want to do is argue,
If things don't go their way, they fight.
They don't know how to dress,
Or concentrate in the school,
I think because the parents of today,
Are afraid of that golden rule.

What happened to the good old days,
Back when I was young,
When girls and boys would join together,
 In some good old fashion fun.
When we could walk the streets,
Not be afraid to walk them all alone,
And our parents never worried,
Cause they knew we would return home.

The worst we did was steal a smoke,
Or sneak a drink of booze,
Then we got grounded , to our room,
Where we went of for a snooze.
Ah, that's when I was a child,
And we had that golden rule,
The children today don't realize,
We were the generation, we were cool.