Hey, barefoot days when I was just a kid, hey, barefoot days, oh boy, the things I did

We'd go down to Shady Nook with a bent pin for a hook

And we'd fish all day and fish all night, the jolly old fish refused to bite

And then I'd slide down someone's cellar door, and I'd slide and slide until my pants got torn

And then I'd have to go home and get in bed while mama got busy with the needle and thread

Oh boy, what joy, I had in barefoot days, oh boy, oh what joy, we had in barefoot day-ays...