1968
Title | 1968 |
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Artist | Turnpike Troubadours |
Album | Diamonds & Gasoline |
Release Date | 2010-08-31 |
Description | “1968” by Turnpike Troubadours, a song about recognizing the potential in the people around you with reference to Martin Luther King Jr. The song lyrically touches on the life of Martin Luther King Jr. who was tragically assassinated in April of 1968. https://medium.com/@thomaswdufour/my-song-of-the-month-for-february-2017-turnpike-troubadours-1968-91118e18cc7a |
Lyrics | [Intro] One, two, three [Verse 1] There ain't a thing in the world to take me back Like a dark-haired girl in a Cadillac On Main Street of an old forgotten town And sunlight shines in fine white lines On weathered stores with open signs They may as well just close 'em down [Chorus 1] And you look like 1968 Or was it '69? When I heard you caught a bullet Well I guess you're doing fine And you speak of revolution Like it's some place that you've been Well you've been a long time gone Good to see you, my old friend [Verse 2] Oh now that sun is gone away Replaced instead by silver rays Of moonlight falling on the Avenue Oh and I could sleep if you would drive I just can't keep my mind alive And you've got nothin' better else to do [Chorus 2] And we've all been lookin' for you Like a hobo you walk in Oh how the mighty all have fallen! How the holy all have sinned! Is that the clattering of sabers Or the cool September wind? Well you've been a long time gone Good to see you, my old friend You might also like[Verse 3] And there's just two times of day like this You find this kind of blissfulness The sun, it sets and rises in the morn' And we're shakin' hands, I rub my eyes Free of all my alibis Just a-blinking like the day that I was born [Chorus 1] And you look like 1968 Or was it '69? When I heard you caught a bullet Well I guess you're doing fine And you speak of revolution Like it's some place that you've been Well you've been a long time gone Good to see you, my old friend [Outro] And when the rounds were fired that April You were on the balcony When ten thousand teardrops a-hit the ground In Memphis, Tennessee You were a prideful rebel yell Among a million marching men And you've been a long time gone Good to see you, my old friend Well you've been a long time gone Good to see you, my old friend |