Those ‘Sixties
Coca-Cola…hula-hoops
Keepin’ up on all the scoops
Me and Walter Cronkite...
we paid our dues
at the Six O’clock News...
sittin’ there every night
havin’ to talk of JFK...dead in Dallas...
shot in the broad daylight...
and Bobby...lyin’ in blood in L.A.
Martin Luther King assassinated…dead
Black and white riots...a terrible sight
I watched it all...
Cryin’ as the eulogies were read
…heard Of Woodstock and music and drugs
Creedence Clearwater Revival
Singin’ loud and proud…
Flower Power in San Fran…
Preachin’ love if you asked...and…
then robbin’ each other of their stash
Volunteers and draftees...
Trainin’ for jungle survival
but no warnin’ of napalm in the breeze
Just dodge the bullets…please
...and away they went
smellin’ of Jade East…and Old Spice
a nostalgic scent...
really nice
Patriots...yahoos and hippies...
Oh...I sure remember the sixties...
and bloody Vietnam…and body counts
Kent State killin's... and campus riots
Cult leaders and political taunts
…heard Of Woodstock and music and drugs
more Vietnam...and more body counts...
Lord...more body counts
I still like to listen to CCR
and Cola-cola... it’s still good
As for the Sixties...
...some of them still say...
that some of it didn’t mean nothin’
but dear God...it should...it should...
© 4/1/2005 Faye Sizemore
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