The Old Checkered Coat

Seems like yesterday that I went out to play in my old checkered coat, my how memories float. My mom would say before you play put on your checkered coat, my how memories float. I remember the day I heard my mother say here's your new checkered coat, my how memories float. Now today I say goodbye, in the box it goes, as I say, goodbye, goodbye old checkered coat, my how memories float.