Lyrics
Verse 1:Back in Bramalea, ’89 was fine,City Centre bustling, everything divine.Rick and Greg, always up to some trick,Cruising down the streets, they were the classic clique.
Verse 2:Keri and Mark, at the park after dark,Dreaming big dreams beneath the stars’ spark.Brad and Mike, on their ten-speed bikes,Racing through the lanes, just as they like.
Chorus:Oh, Bramalea, you’re the town of our dreams,From BSS to the Broncos, we were the kings and queens.Laughing all day, in our reckless fun way,Oh, Bramalea, those were the days!
Verse 3:High school halls, Bramalea’s own calls,Broncos ruled the game, winter, spring, or fall.Homecoming kings, dance floor rings,90’s beats blasting, oh how we’d sing!
Bridge:City lights, suburban nights,Neon dreams, arcade fights.Friendships gold, tales retold,These are the stories of our youth bold.
Chorus:Oh, Bramalea, you’re the town of our dreams,From BSS to the Broncos, we were the kings and queens.Laughing all day, in our reckless fun way,Oh, Bramalea, those were the days!
Outro:So here’s to the times, and here’s to the friends,In Bramalea, where the spirit never ends.We grew up fast, but those memories last,Oh, Bramalea, thanks for the blast!
Feel free to sing this tune at a reunion or just
Verse 1:Back in Bramalea, ’89 was fine,City Centre bustling, everything divine.Rick and Greg, always up to some trick,Cruising down the streets, they were the classic clique.
Verse 2:Keri and Mark, at the park after dark,Dreaming big dreams beneath the stars’ spark.Brad and Mike, on their ten-speed bikes,Racing through the lanes, just as they like.
Chorus:Oh, Bramalea, you’re the town of our dreams,From BSS to the Broncos, we were the kings and queens.Laughing all day, in our reckless fun way,Oh, Bramalea, those were the days!
Verse 3:High school halls, Bramalea’s own calls,Broncos ruled the game, winter, spring, or fall.Homecoming kings, dance floor rings,90’s beats blasting, oh how we’d sing!
Bridge:City lights, suburban nights,Neon dreams, arcade fights.Friendships gold, tales retold,These are the stories of our youth bold.
Chorus:Oh, Bramalea, you’re the town of our dreams,From BSS to the Broncos, we were the kings and queens.Laughing all day, in our reckless fun way,Oh, Bramalea, those were the days!
Outro:So here’s to the times, and here’s to the friends,In Bramalea, where the spirit never ends.We grew up fast, but those memories last,Oh, Bramalea, thanks for the blast!
Feel free to sing this tune at a reunion or just
