My childhood was the best, I'll have to say
We weren't rich or poor, but we got by anyway
At Christmas time, my friends got mostly clothes
My family got lots of games, which helped us through the lows
In the neighborhood, we had lots of fun
“Kick The Cans,” was a favorite with everyone
We played until it got real dark outside
Our parents called us in, and we'd always abide
With my Bicycle, I explored all sides of town
Met so many friends, and I felt like a clown
Escanaba, was a fun place to be
Growing up here, was a good time for me
Catching frogs on the island, and bringing them home
We caught so many of them, and I was never alone
Pollywogs, in the pond by the beach
Couldn't catch any, as they were out of reach
Pioneer Trail Park, smelting at Well's Bridge too
Never a dull moment, there was always something to do
Looking back on those days, they were so good
Escanaba was a great place, in My Childhood
