I woke up in the morning and I rung the bell
It’s a long way across the wishing well
Throw my pennies in one by one
They come up shining like it’s just begun
They come up wishing on the light of the sun
They come up knowing that I got no gun
Well, I’d fire off a round if I had it in me
But I know someday it’ll be a sunshine memory
Walking around in a kindergarten haze
Oh my, what a happy game
Tell 'em that you love 'em til the end of your days
Tell 'em that you need 'em in a bad way
Oh how happy is the look on your face
When you know somebody and you want 'em to stay
Memory is an old highway
If you drive too long you might lose your way
Sunshine
Never had it so good
In my childhood
Bright Sunday morning