Its Hard Being Young
When I was one I sucked my thumb and that's what I would do,
When I was two I tried so hard to put on my own shoe,
When I was three I push a swing that hung from my apple tree,
When I was four I reach up and opened my front door,
When I was five I felt scared inside when going off to school,
When I was six I was given licks for wishing I were white,
When I was seven I cried so hard to keep me away from heaven,
When I was eight I was so often late when going off to school,
When I was nine I helped to hang the washing on the line,
When I was ten I walked home with friends across a park so green,
When I was eleven I started big school and prayed so hard for heaven.
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