Hey, barefoot days when I was just a kid, hey, barefoot days, oh boy, the things I did
We`d go down to Shady Nook with a bent pin for a hook
And we`d fish all day and fish all night, the jolly old fish refused to bite
And then I`d slide down someone`s cellar door, and I`d slide and slide until my pants got torn
And then I`d have to go home and get in bed while mama got busy with the needle and thread
Oh boy, what joy, I had in barefoot days, oh boy, oh what joy, we had in barefoot day-ays...