Music and lyrics by Richie Kavanagh
Chorus
Oh the games we used to play, when I was very small.
Ye seldom see anybody playing them now at all.
There was pitch and toss marbles and we’d play the skittles too.
With the hop scotch and the rounders, there was always things to do.
Ye’d pitch pennies at the moties, for ta play the pitch and toss.
And the nearest pennie to the stone, was the first lad for ta toss.
He’d put two pennies on a comb, that he used ta comb his hair.
Then he’d cry heads or harps, as he tossed them in the air.
Chorus
Oh the games we used to play, when I was very small.
Ya seldom see anybody playing them now at all.
There was pitch and toss marbles and we’d play the skittles too.
With the hop scotch and the rounders, there was always things to do.
Me father made skittles from an auld handle of a spade.
He’d saw them nice and neatly and soon he’d have ’em made.
He’d draw a circle on the ground and lay them all about.
Put Billy in the middle and we’d try and knock him out.
Chorus
Oh the games we used to play, when I was very small.
Ya seldom see anybody playing them now at all.
There was pitch and toss marbles and we’d play the skittles too.
With the hop scotch and the rounders, there was always things to do.
Ya’d have pockets full of marbles, every chap would have the same.
Scrape a whole out of the ground and be ready for a game.
Ya’d roll your marble at the hole to try an’ get it in.
And if ya clear the last one, the whole lot you would win.
Chorus
Oh the games we used to play, when I was very small.
Ya seldom see anybody, playing them now at all.
There was pitch and toss marbles and we’d play the skittles too.
With the hop scotch and the rounders, there was always things to do.
With the hop scotch and the rounders, there was always things to do.