Check, check, Check it like
Bring it back with that bass And let me another one of my question rhymes Whatever happened to in the mud Little kids buildin' castles, all understood
Thinkin' but not too much about the box they sat Was their and all that was in it was good all day Till the street light on, came on
And momma call you home for spaghetti and meat And say a little prayer and a bath good so simple, return to the next days It was to that sandbox
Sandbox praise, praise Sandbox praise, sandbox
So dig hands in the dirt Children we with that earth (On and on and on) Dig your hands in the Children we play with earth (On and on and on)
Dig hands in the dirt Children we with that earth (On and on and on) Dig hands in the dirt
Eat the 2, 1, Are you me?
The question again phrased a different Whatever happened to my beautiful I can't remember when but it away Got lost along the shuffle the 7th grade
know why or when or where it went But I'd sure like to find a bit of innocence Sometimes I to stop and ask why Things always catchin' up with you and me I die
'Cause you know what say What you reap is you sow Yet I see throw away my faith (Got to get to the memories)
Sandbox praise, sandbox Sandbox praise, praise
So dig hands in the dirt Children we with that earth (On and on and on) Dig hands in the dirt Children we with that earth (On and on and on)
Dig your hands in the Children we play that earth (On and on and on) Dig hands in the dirt
Sandbox praise, sandbox praise, sandbox praise Sandbox praise, sandbox