Along on the Way

© Words and music by Ray Scudero. All rights reserved.

It was not long ago that you weren’t so tall.
You could barely reach the tabletop and your shoes were so small.
With button-up pajama tops and a teddy in your bed,
And right after storytime, Mommy’s kiss on your head.

But then the calendars came and the years whizzed on by,
And along on the way you forgot how to cry.
And the world seemed so important with big things to say
That along on the way you forgot how to play.

Oh, where are the games that we all used to play,
And what were the rhymes that we all used to say?
And where are the places that we used to go,
And where the playmates that we used to know?

Until the calendars came and the years whizzed on by,
and along on the way we forgot how to cry.
And the world seemed so important with big things to say,
Along on the way we forgot how to play.

I’ve got me a secret and I’m not gonna tell.
You gotta go back to childhood and remember it well.
If you know what I’m thinking it’s no secret at all;
It was something in the fun we had just playing with a ball.

And though the calendars came and the years whizzed on by,
Along on the way we can remember how to cry.
And the world seemed so important with big things to say,
Along on the way we can remember how to play.

And the world seemed so important with big things to say,
Along on the way we can take time to play.




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