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I wandered in time, till I found myself thinking
Of young children playing at the dawning of spring
They sang merry songs, like the wind in the willows
Twas then that I found myself back home again


The days that we spent in the boat with our father
Too young for to help at a very young age
Watching with care as they worked on the water
Those memories still linger of warm summer days



It was off in the evening with friends in the harbour
I'd join in the game to pass time away
Like angels in heaven, you'd hear sounds of laughter
Tonight crept upon us, to bed one more day



Then on sunday morning, we'd walk to the chapel
To count up our blessings for all we received
And give thanks to the lord for good health and well being
In return for our fortunes and what we believe



And when we'd return, we'd join in a session
And enjoy all the tunes and the songs that we share
Then our mothers would call us to move to the kitchen
To eat at the table that she had prepared



The scenes of my childhood, I'll always remember
Those memories still linger and fill me with joy
Those days are long gone, but they'll 'er be forgotten
By friends and companions of days long gone by
I wandered in time, till I found myself thinking   Of young children playing at the dawning of spring   They sang merry songs, like the wind in the willows   Twas then that I found myself back home again         The days that we spent in the boat with our father   Too young for to help at a very young age   Watching with care as they worked on the water   Those memories still linger of warm summer days            It was off in the evening with friends in the harbour   I'd join in the game to pass time away   Like angels in heaven, you'd hear sounds of laughter   Tonight crept upon us, to bed one more day            Then on sunday morning, we'd walk to the chapel   To count up our blessings for all we received   And give thanks to the lord for good health and well being   In return for our fortunes and what we believe            And when we'd return, we'd join in a session   And enjoy all the tunes and the songs that we share   Then our mothers would call us to move to the kitchen   To eat at the table that she had prepared            The scenes of my childhood, I'll always remember   Those memories still linger and fill me with joy   Those days are long gone, but they'll 'er be forgotten   By friends and companions of days long gone by
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