Bell-bottoms and long straight hair
I can still see you sittin' there
In that apartment too small to share
With credence on the radio
Our parents just shook their heads
On the day that we were wed
And I recall everybody said
It only lasted 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
But he didn't want a family man
Carrying a gun for him
And so I bought a Volkswagen bus
And I painted flowers over the rust
But all that talk about peace and love
Was wearing a mighty thin
America's a tough town
When you're eighteen with a child
But somehow the 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
But the best part of it was




America's a tough town
When you're eighteen with a child
But somehow the three of us got by
The kids right there
In 1969
1969
1990