American Old Time Song Lyrics: 29 Days When I Was Young
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 29
DAYS WHEN I WAS YOUNG-.
Copyright, 1871, by M. Gray.
Written and sung by Charley Howard. Arranged by George T. Evans.
I love to think of the days when I was young,
Then my heart was free from care;
Among the girls and boys, it's there I had my joys,
There wasn't one who could with me compare;
I could sing until the breaking of the morn,
I could dance just as long as I could stand;
I was han'some, I was happy, I was gay
As any other nigger in the town.
Oh, I love to think of the days when I was young,
And it don't seem long ago.
Although my hands do shake, my eyes are wide awake.
And I think this is the way I used to go:-(Dance.)
I love to think of the days when I was young,
When a little piccaninny so high;
It's where the cotton grows I first my eyes unclosed.
Then I was the apple of my mammy's eye;
I can see her as she pat me on my head,
And she called me her darling little child;
Then she kissed me and she put me in my bed,
And told me she thought that I was spoiled.
Oh, I love to think of the days when I was young,
And it don't seem long ago.
Although my hands do shake my eyes are wide awake,
And I think this is the way I used to go:- (Dance.)