Remember growin up in the
rough and tumble inner city
Our growin up Baby Boomer generation
none of that gang killings jus raw
down survival that was the common
nitty gritty
Food on the table a place with a roof
thats how we grew up
no cars no bycycles it was all about
them feet and legs city bus or walk
you will never know the meaning of good ole days
until you old and grey you will look back
smile and say
Walking the walk wasnt bad at all
FResh out the Army right out of Vietnam walking
was our transpo We were listening to Walking In Rhythm
by the Blackbyrds back then you tube got it