1969

Bell-bottoms and long straight hair
I can still see us sitting there
In that apartment too small to share
With Creedence on the radio

Our parents just shook their heads
On the day that we were wed
And I recall everybody said
We'd only last a year or so

America's a tough town
When you're eighteen with a child
But somehow the three of us got by
In 1969

I had a brother in Vietnam
So I went to see my Uncle Sam
He didn't want a family man
Carrying a gun for him

So I bought a Volkswagen bus
I painted flowers over the rust
But all that talk about peace and love
Was wearin' mighty thin

America's a tough town
Whеn you're eighteen with a child
But somehow thе three of us got by
In 1969

It was the age of innocence
But our innocence was fading
We waited for the best of times
And just kept waiting

America's a tough town
When you're eighteen with a child
But somehow the three of us got by
In 1969

1969