Check, check, Check it this
Bring it back with bass line And let me another one of my question rhymes Whatever to play in the mud Little kids buildin' castles, all they
but not too much about the box where they sat Was their and all that was in it was good all day Till the light came on, came on
And momma you home for spaghetti and meat balls And say a little prayer and a good night Life so simple, return to the next It was back to that
Sandbox praise, sandbox praise, sandbox praise
So dig hands in the dirt we play with that earth (On and on and on) Dig your in the dirt Children we with that earth (On and on and on)
Dig hands in the dirt Children we play with earth (On and on and on) Dig hands in the dirt
Eat the 2, 1, Are you me?
The question again a little different happened to my beautiful innocence I can't remember when but it faded Got lost along the shuffle the 7th grade
Never know why or when or it went But I'd sure like to find a bit of innocence Sometimes I have to and ask why Things always catchin' up with you and me I die
'Cause you know they say What you is what you sow Yet I always see throw my faith (Got to get to the memories)
Sandbox praise, sandbox Sandbox praise, sandbox
So dig your hands in the Children we play with that (On and on and on) Dig hands in the dirt Children we play with earth (On and on and on)
Dig your in the dirt Children we with that earth (On and on and on) Dig hands in the dirt
Sandbox praise, sandbox Sandbox praise, sandbox Sandbox praise, sandbox