Versuri Back in 72
- Bob Seger

NT OUT IN NORFORK HUNG ON A SHORT SHORT.

LIVIN' WITH A BOTTLE OF WINE.

TO MUSIC, LADIES AND BURNED OUT BABIES.

I WAS TRYIN' TO WRITE A COUPLE OF LINES.

SHERRIFF GRIBBS WITH HIS GRIM AD LIBS.

SPOUTIN' 'BOUT THE CRIME IN THE STREETS.

AND WOMEN WERE SCREAMIN' AND SOME WERE DREAMIN'.

'BOUT THE CROWD BETWEEN THE SHEETS.

YOU KNOW THAT MUSIC DIED, HURT MY PRIDE.

SOMEHOW I GOT THROUGH, BACK IN '72.

SOMEHOW WE MADE IT TO BATON ROUGE.

WE STAYED INSIDE FOR A WEEK.

WE WEREN'T IN TOWN FOR NO MARDI GRAS.

SO WE DECIDED TO SLEEP.

HOUSTON, YES, WAS A GOOD OLD GUEST.

THO KNOWS HOW BAD WE WANTED TO PLAY.

BUT WE GOT HOMESICK FOR LINCOLN PARK.

(IMAGINE THAT) AND THEN WE JUST COULDN'T STAY.

TRICKY DICK, HE PLAYED IT SLICK.

SOMETHING I WAS AFRAID HE'D DO.

BACK IN '72, OH, '72.

THEN ALL OUR NEW BORN PHILOSOPHERS.

OUT WENT TO ALERT THE WORLD.

THEN SOME PSUEDO-INTELLECTUALS.

EVEN GOT IT UNFURLED.

TAKIN' NOTES ON THAT HARVARD COURSE.

AND GOT ME ON A BOTTLE OF SEED.

IT WAS SO HIP TO BE NEGATIVE.

SO SQUARE TO TRY AND LEAVE.

WHEN THE WATERS CLEARED, IT WAS WHAT WE FEARED.

WE LEARNED NOTHIN' NEW,.

BACK IN '72.

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