Days When I Was Young- - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
DAYS WHEN I WAS YOUNG-. Copyright, 1871, by M. Gray. Written and sung by Charley Howard. Arranged by George T. Evans. 
I love to think of the days when I was young, Then my heart was free from care; Among the girls and boys, it's there I had my joys, There wasn't one who could with me compare; I could sing until the breaking of the morn, I could dance just as long as I could stand; I was han'some, I was happy, I was gay As any other nigger in the town. Oh, I love to think of the days when I was young, And it don't seem long ago. Although my hands do shake, my eyes are wide awake. And I think this is the way I used to go:-(Dance.) 
I love to think of the days when I was young, When a little piccaninny so high; It's where the cotton grows I first my eyes unclosed. Then I was the apple of my mammy's eye; I can see her as she pat me on my head, And she called me her darling little child; Then she kissed me and she put me in my bed, And told me she thought that I was spoiled. Oh, I love to think of the days when I was young, And it don't seem long ago. Although my hands do shake my eyes are wide awake, And I think this is the way I used to go:- (Dance.)