The Best Times of My Life - Born In the 50's

It was a time when we were troubled Work shifts had to be doubled We didn’t earn enough to take a wife We protested a worthless war Cried over the Ohio four Watched newscasts full of strife Our innocence had died Our President had lied And … it was the best time of my life Our hair, we didn’t cut Free love, cost us too much We separated seeds with a broken kitchen knife We hitchhiked to Yasgurs’ farm Got tattoos on our arms And laughed at the bungling Barney Fife We were hungry and we were thin Too young to know it then But … these were the best times of my life Now, most of us are gone Radio stations don’t own a Joplin song Another obit sends a friend off to the afterlife My head now holds no hair Once again, I have no buck to spare Another worthless war adds to our daily strife But, as we near the end I still think of you my friend And how you shared the best times of my life