Big Kid Small Town

When I was a kid, about ten, Living in a very small town, The streets were all gravel, And I was free until sundown. I would leave the house each day, Ride my bike to get my friend, And we would race across town, All four blocks from end to end. The only places we went Were the park or the little store. We got two pieces of gum For a quarter, sometimes more. Pedaling like hell to get away, We were outlaws on the run. The park only had two swings, But those monkey bars were fun. We'd go home when hungry, Eat, then be back out the door. That big taste of freedom In that small town we'd explore. Never once was there a worry Until the sun started to fade. When the street light came on, My curfew had been made. I'd tell my buddy goodbye And make my way back home. A little kid who felt grown In that tiny town I'd roam.