Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
My best friend lived in this house
And we played ball in the street after school
And I notice how he's living now
I head his mom lost his house and had to move
And sure, it's looking better these days
Well it's hard to believe
And this ain't the way it was back in 1993
And those were the better days
But they still meant somethings mean
When we was kids out in the streets

[Verse 2]
Now there was a market on the corner, it was next to the car wash
And lazy weeping willow across the street in the light
Where the old men played dominoes on those hot summer days
Sweatin' the Wild Irish Rose out in the shade
And from Wedgewood to Granny White
Oh, and, Belmont to 8th
All these songs was broke into a host of sights and shapes
And that was lower-end livin' back when life was cheap
When we was kids out in the streets

[Verse 3]
Now it's gone, blown all along the wind of change
Now I feel like I miss it most
Just 'cause I never thought that it could change
So I hear things have been moving west these days
Same old cut and pasting, just filling the blanks
Standing here right now, thought it brings a lot of pain
A smile, and I think, yesterday

[Outro]
Back when life was something
Like 1, 2, 3
When we was kids out in the streets