Looking back on when I was a little nappy-headed though Then my only worry was for Christmas what would be my toy Even though we sometimes would not get a thing We were happy with the joy the day would bring Sneaking out the back door to hang out with those hoodlum friends of mine Oooh Really got your back though but Lord thought I told you not to go outside Trying your best to bring the water to your eyes Thinking it might stop her from whipping you behind That place don't taste good Come back for some more, why did those days Ever have to go, that place don't taste good Come back for some more, why did those days Ever have to go, cause I love them so Brother said he's telling me Why don't you pay your doctor with that nerve Just don't tell him I'll give you anything you want in this whole wide world Mama gives you money for Sunday school You trade yours for candy after church is through Smoking cigarettes, writing something nasty on the wall You nasty boy He just sends you to the principal's office down the hall You go up and learn that kind of thing at night But while you are doing it, it's true that I decide I miss those days Come back for some more, why did those days Ever have to go, that place don't taste good Come back for some more, why did those days Ever have to go Come back for some more Come back for some more Come back for some more