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