Summer of '69       (Listen to midi)

 

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1.         I got my first real six-string,      bought it at a five-and-dime,

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     played it till my fingers bled,     it was the summer of 69.

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    Me and some guys from school    had a band, and we tried real hard,

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    Jimmy quit and Jody got married,  I shoulda known we'd never get far.

 

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     Oh, when I look back now,     that summer seemed to last forever,

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     oh, and if I had a choice,     yeah, I'd always wanna be there.

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     Those were the best days of my life.

 

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2.    Ain't no use in complainin'      when you got a job to do,

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    spent my evenings down at the drive-in     and that's where I met you.

 

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    Standin on your mama's porch     you told me that you'd wait forever,

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    oh, and when you held my hand,     I knew that it was now or never.

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    Those were the best days of my life.   Oh, yeah !

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    Back in the summer of '69, !   Oh !

 

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    Man, we were killing time

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    we were young and restless we needed to unwind.

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    I guess,  nothin' can last forever, forever, no.         No!

 

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3.     And now the times are changing,

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    look at everything that's come and gone.

 

 

 

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    Sometimes when I play that old six-string,

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    I think about you, wonder what went wrong 

 

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    Standin on your mama's porch     you told me that it'd last forever,

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    oh, and when you held my hand,     I knew that it was now or never.

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    Those were the best days of my life.   Oh, yeah !

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    Back in the summer of '69 !     Oh !

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    Back in the summer of 69, oh yeah ! .....

 

    (Bryan Adams)