Summer of '69
Bryan Adams
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DI got my first real six-string
ABought it at the five-and-dime
DPlayed it 'til my fingers bled
AIt was the summer of '69
DMe and some guys from school
AHad a band and we tried real hard
DJimmy quit, Jody got married
AI shoulda known we'd never get far
HmOh, when I Alook back now
DThat summer seemed to Glast forever
HmAnd if I Ahad the choice
DYeah, I'd always Gwanna be there
HmThose were the Abest days of my Dlife
D A
DAin't no use in complainin'
AWhen you got a job to do
DSpent my evenin's down at the drive in
AAnd that's when I met you, yeah
HmStandin' on your Amama's porch
DYou told me that you'd Gwait forever
HmOh, and when you Aheld my hand
DI knew that it was Gnow or never
HmThose were the Abest days of my Dlife
DOh yeaAh Back in the summer of 'D69 AOhhh
FMan, we were Bkillin' time
We were Cyoung and restless
We B/Dneeded to unwind
FI guess Bnothin' can last forCever, forever no
A A
DAnd now the times are changin'
ALook at everything that's come and gone
DSometimes when I play that old six-string
AI think about you, wonder what went wrong
HmStandin' on your Amama's porch
DYou told me that it'd Glast forever
HmOh, and when you Aheld my hand
DI knew that it was Gnow or never
HmThose were the Abest days of my Dlife
DOh yeaAh Back in the summer of 'D69 Uh-Ahuh
It was the summer of 'D69. Oh Ayeah
Me and my baby in 'D69. AOhhhhh, oh
DIt was the Asummer, summer, summer of 'D69
AYeahDADA