When I Was a Lass

When I was a lass, we didn’t have much Funny how we liked it though, just as such We played in the street with a whip and top In the school playground on a hopscotch we’d hop Streets were quiet ‘cause there weren’t many cars Falling off our bikes to leave a few more scars Dandelion and burdock to drink with Sunday dinner Yorkshire pudding first, that was always a winner I remember when I did the hula hoop real good I can’t do it anymore but really wish I could Blackjacks, fruit salad, sweets and sherbet dips Pear drops in our penny mix along with cherry lips Love hearts, fruit gums and liquorice shoelaces Sports days at school, the egg and spoon races The three legged race and the sack race too There were lots of sports we had to try and do We had to behave ourselves when we were young At school in the assemblies hymns were sung Snowball fights and sledging we had in the snow Where did all those lovely years really go Then we grew up and things moved on All those years as a child had now gone I remember it so well but it was long ago I wish I was a lass again, knowing what I know