Summer of '69PRIVAT |A |A |E |E 1. I got my first real sixstring; bought it at the five and dime; |A |A |E |E played it 'til my fingers bled. It was the summer of '69. 2. Me and some guys from school had a band and we tried real hard. Jimmy quit, Jody got married. I should have known we'd never get far. |F#m |E |A |D Brid. When I look back now, this summer seemed to last forever |F#m |E |A |D and if I had a choice, yeah, I'd always wanna be there. |F#m |Etacet |A |A |E |E Those were the best days of my life. 3. Ain't no use in complaining when you got a job to do; spend my evening lost down and driving and that's when I met you; Brid. standing on your mother's porch, you told me that you'd wait forever. Oh when you held my hand I knew that it was now or never. Those were the best days of my life. Oh, yeah. Back in the summer of ‘69. |A |A |E |E |A |A |E |E |C |F |G |G7 Mid. When we were killing time we were young and restless, permitted to unwind. |C |F |G |G |A |A |E |E I guess nothing could last forever, forever, no 4. And now the times are changing, look that everything was come and done. Sometimes when I play that old sixstring, think about you, wonder what went wrong. Brid. standing on your mother's porch, you told me did it last forever. Oh when you held my hand I knew that it was now or never. |F#m |Etacet |A |A |E |E Those were the best days of my life. Oh, yeah. |A |A |E |E |A End. It was the summer of '69. Uh-huh. It was the summer of ‘69. Oh, yeah. Me and my baby in ‘69. õ