Verse 1 It was the summer of nineteen eighty-one, Every morning waking with the rising sun. Had a CB radio beside my bed, Listening to the voices drifting overhead. Another one rode with me out in the car, Funny how those little voices traveled far. Every laugh came floating through the afternoon, Like the whole wide world could fit inside one room. Nobody worried where the hours had gone. Every day just quietly rolled along. Every friend already knew the road, Nobody ever needed to be told. Pre-Chorus Nobody called ahead. Nobody made a plan. The best days always found us Long before they ever can. Chorus Never mattered where we’d drive, Every road just came alive. Windows down and music loud, Laughing somewhere in the crowd. Every ordinary day Found another game to play. Those were the best of times. We just didn’t know it then. Verse 2 Most days started with an early round to play, Morning sunshine slowly chased the sleep away. Every hole just felt like one more summer day, Never thought we’d miss those moments anyway. Lunch beneath the umbrellas by the pool, French fries, burgers, one more glass of Coke. Swimming till the afternoon slipped out of sight, Laughing like the day would never say goodnight. Headed home as daylight settled into night, Then the CB came alive with voices bright. Same old friends still talking like we’d never been apart, Every evening picked up right where we’d left our hearts. Pre-Chorus Nobody watched the clock. Nobody counted days. We thought forever waited Just around the corner always. Chorus Never mattered where we’d drive, Every road just came alive. Windows down and music loud, Laughing somewhere in the crowd. Every ordinary day Found another game to play. Those were the best of times. We just didn’t know it then. Bridge If I could borrow one afternoon, I’d leave tomorrow waiting. Just one more ride beneath that sky, Before they called us home. No grand goodbye. No photograph. Just another day we’d always have. Outro Sometimes I swear I can still hear those calls, Echoing softly through old bedroom walls. One more goodnight from way back when… We just didn’t know it then. We just didn’t know it then.
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