When I was a little boy Mama said you're gonna break your toy Just slow down Just slow down I was only seventeen Finding out that the world was mean I know now I know now What happened to the good old days? Why'd they have to go away? Oh, ain't it a shame Oh, ahead of the game Oh, ain't it a shame Oh, Oh, Oh (Here we go) Now the years have turned to miles Maybe later, after a while I'll slow down I'll slow down Go to school, get a job Pay the bills while my joy is robbed I know now I know now We're never gonna get away From dreaming of the good old days Oh, ain't it a shame Oh, ahead of the game Oh, ain't it a shame Oh, Oh, Oh I know there's got to be a reason Even though it's still untold I'm hoping for a change in season 'Cause my heart is growing old I can't give it away, give it away I can't give it away, give it away I can't give it away, give it away I can't give it away, give it away Oh, ain't it a shame Oh, ahead of the game Oh, ain't it a shame Oh, Oh, Oh