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I got my first real six-string: bought it at the five and dime,
Played it til my fingers bled; was the summer of sixty nine.
Me and some guys from school had a band and we tried real hard.
Jimmy quilt and jody got married; i shoulda known wed never get far.
Oh, when i look back now, that summer seemed to last forever,
And if i had the choice, yeah, id always wanna be there.
Those were the best days of my life.
Aint no usein complainin when you got a good job to do.
Spent my evenins down at the drive-in and thats when i met you.
Standin on your mamas porch, you told me that youd 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.
Back in the summer of sixty nine
Man, we were killin time, we were young and restless, we needed to unwind.
I guess nothin can last forever, forever, no!
And now the times are changin; look at everything thats come and gone.
Sometimes when i play that old six-string i think about you;
Wonder what went wrong.
Standin on your mamas porch, you told me itd 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.
Back in the summer of sixty nine