The day you learned to kick a ball was a great, great day
I still can smell perfume as you held me while I played
The swing set, the swing set
Oh, your hazel eyes your hazel eyes

Why do I recall the first time you drank from a cup
Why do I recall the pine trees where you held me up
The swing set, the swing set
Oh, your hazel eyes your hazel eyes

Why can’t I remember, first time you drove a car
Somewhere I lost sight of you, can’t think where you are
The swing set, the swing set
Oh, your hazel eyes your hazel eyes

(lyrics: Dan Bern)