"Where were you in '67?
In the summer of love", the paper said
I remember it was the year that
I got to play catcher on my Little League team
I could name all the Mercury astronauts
My third grade teacher taught us to sing
"The Ballad of the Green Berets"
And I dreamed of growing up
Now I feel cheated
When I hear about the Sixties
And wish that I had
Someone else's memories
Oh yeah, I feel cheated
By a past I never had
"You should have been at Woodstock"
My ninth grade teacher said, misty eyed
Well, I did sneak in a drive-in to see "Easy Rider"
And waited for my turn
But a burnt-out society decided to settle down
So I went to college in the Bicentennial
To disco, little cloth alligators,
And Dorothy Hamil hairstyles
Now I feel cheated
When I hear about the Sixties
And wish that I had
Someone else's memories
Oh yeah, I feel cheated
By a past I never had
I'm all grown up
A member of the forgotten generation
In the middle of a Sixties revival
But sometimes I feel like a little kid again
Holding empty candy bar wrappers
Hearing my big brother laughing
Telling me how good they were
'Cause the store sold out
Now I feel cheated
When I hear about the Sixties
And wish that I had
Someone else's memories
Oh yes, I feel cheated
By a past I never had
In the summer of love", the paper said
I remember it was the year that
I got to play catcher on my Little League team
I could name all the Mercury astronauts
My third grade teacher taught us to sing
"The Ballad of the Green Berets"
And I dreamed of growing up
Now I feel cheated
When I hear about the Sixties
And wish that I had
Someone else's memories
Oh yeah, I feel cheated
By a past I never had
"You should have been at Woodstock"
My ninth grade teacher said, misty eyed
Well, I did sneak in a drive-in to see "Easy Rider"
And waited for my turn
But a burnt-out society decided to settle down
So I went to college in the Bicentennial
To disco, little cloth alligators,
And Dorothy Hamil hairstyles
Now I feel cheated
When I hear about the Sixties
And wish that I had
Someone else's memories
Oh yeah, I feel cheated
By a past I never had
I'm all grown up
A member of the forgotten generation
In the middle of a Sixties revival
But sometimes I feel like a little kid again
Holding empty candy bar wrappers
Hearing my big brother laughing
Telling me how good they were
'Cause the store sold out
Now I feel cheated
When I hear about the Sixties
And wish that I had
Someone else's memories
Oh yes, I feel cheated
By a past I never had
Copyright © 1988 John Gerner