I was the only kid who watched Roy Rogers movies for the songs and not the action. I never realised I was so different and that not everybody had a head full of all sorts of music all day long. This is the story of my 9th birthday, and it also tells of how we were expected to live our later lives. Then came the 60s!
lyrics
Saturday morning, children's pictures
I'm the birthday boy
On the screen it's Roy Rogers
We all cheer for Roy
Aniseed balls, ten a penny
Liquorice wood, ain't got any
Bubblegum cards, swop Tom Finney
For the boys in royal blue
One day I'll be centre forward
Scoring goals for you
Birthday cake, nine red candles
School friends in their shorts and sandals
Postman's knock, what a scandal
If the grown ups knew
Gotta find time to read The Rover
Hotspur, Wizard too
Under the sheets torchlight shining
Tales of derring-do
Rockfist Rogan fights for Blighty
Tough of the Track, Morgan the Mighty
Wrestling crocs who never bite
He always sees it through
One day I will be a hero
Save the world for you
Why can't we all pass the test and
Why can't we all be the best and
Tell the truth, shame the rest and
Fight for what is right
Growing up isn't easy
But I suppose I will
Fall in love then get married
Jane or Joan or Jill
Have three kids and a roast on Sunday
Get up, go to work on Monday
Will there ever be a funday, someday to enjoy
Like Saturday morning, children's pictures
I'm the birthday boy
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