Yeah, I could tell you lots of things.nI grew up on the bay.nI used to race my sisters up the fence-sidento Mr. Medley's place.nnPapa ran the general storenand mama did everythingnand the waves and the waves and the sea.nTime brought me here like a fishing boatnat the whim of the Atlantic breeze.nnIt was a good life,nyeah it was a good life,nI'd do it all again.nnI joined the Navy Nurses Corp.,nit was 1941nand I met my sailor in that fated harbornin the days before the bombs came...nnHail Mary, I made it home,n'til I was laughing as my ship went down,nsinging and bailing water right backnto the shores of San Francisco town.nnIt was a good life,nyeah it was a good life,nI'd do it all again.nnI was hitched out in Reno,nI stayed at homenand he went out to sweep the mines.nI'll never forget the daynwe heard it on the radio,nit was the end of the war...nand we laughed and criednand cheered and laughed again...nyeah we cried and cheered like it would be the last one.nnYeah sure, yeah sure I've wished for things,nI wish I had been there the day that Nancy drowned.nI wish I hadn't seen them build a highway,na highway right through my backyard.nnBut you just learn to love the little things,nI've lived long enough to know.nAnd I'm still waving from this front porchnand this is still my swan song.nnIt was a good life,nit was a good life,nI'd do it all again,nI'd do it all again... nn