Summer Of '69
I got my first real six-string;Bought it at the five-and-dime,Played it 'til my fingers bled.It was the summer of '69...And me and some guys from schoolHad a band, and we tried real hard!But Jimmy quit and Jody got married;I should have known we'd never get far.
Oh, but when I look back now,That summer seemed to last forever...And if I had the choice,Yes, I'd always want to be there!Those were the best days of my life.
Ain't no use in complaining,When you've got a job to do!Spent my evenings down at the drive-in,And that's when I met you, yes!
Standing on your mother's porch,You told me that you'd wait forever...Oh, and when you held my hand,I knew that it was now or never!Those were the best days of my life...Oh, yes, back in the summer of '69!
Man, we were killing time;We were young and restless,And needed to unwind.I guess nothing could last forever, forever, no!
And now the times are changing;Look at everything that's come and gone!Sometimes when I play that old six-string,I think about you and wonder what went wrong...
Standing on your mother's porch,You told me that it'd last forever!Oh, and when you held my hand,I knew that it was now or never!Those were the best days of my life...Oh, yes, back in the summer of '69!It was the summer, the summer of '69...