I saw an old tire hanging from a tree
My mind drifted back to old time memories
Swinging on a tire for hours at a time
I like to drift back to those good old days
When life was free

We used to go down to the river and swing from a vine
Doing tricks that did not work out half of the time
Making a painful splash and everyone had a good laugh
I like to drift back to those good old days
When life was free

Now a days I have to go to work
Pay the bills and deal with life's quirks
Life is still an adventure but without all the thrills
Drift back to those good times I will
When life was free

From time to time I get together with friends
I still run with most of the guys that I did back then
We sit at a campfire and tell the same old stories over and over again
Remembering the good times and wishing we were there again
When life was free