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I got my first real six-string |
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Bought it at the five and dime |
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Played it till my fingers bled |
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It was the summer of '69 |
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Me and some guys from school |
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Had a band and we tried real hard |
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Jimmy quit and Joey got married |
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I shoulda known we'd never get far |
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Oh when I look back now |
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That summer seemed to last forever |
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And if I had the choice |
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Yeah - I'd always wanna be there |
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Those were the best days of my life |
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Back in the summer of '69 |
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Ain't no use in complaining |
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When you got a job to do |
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Spent my evenings down at the drive-in |
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And that's when I met you |
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Standin' on your mama's porch |
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You told me that you'd wait forever |
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Oh and when you held my hand |
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I knew that it was now or never |
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Those were the best days of my life |
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Back in the summer of '69 |
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Man we were killining time |
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We were young and restless |
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We needed to unwind |
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I guess nothin' can last forever - forever, no |
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And now the times are changing |
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Look at everything that's come and gone |
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Sometimes I play that old six-string |
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I think about ya wonder what went wrong |
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Standing on your mama's porch |
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You told me it would last forever |
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The way you held my hand |
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I knew that it was now or never |
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Those were the best days of my life |
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Back in the summer of '69 |
