Went out in norfork hung on a short show
Livin' with a bottle of wine
Music, ladies,and burned out babies
I was tryin' to write a couple of lines

Sheriff 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
but somehow i pulled through, back in '72

Somehow we made it to Baton Rouge
We stayed inside for a week
We weren't in time 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 ) and then we just couldn't stay

Tricky d___ was mighty slick
Something i was afraid he'd do
Back in '72 , oh, '72

Then all our new born philosophers
Our windows for the world
had some mystic psuedointellectual's
Avant-garde-ish world

Takin' notes on that harvard course
it got me out and down on the scene
It was so hip to be negative
So square to try and believe
When the waters cleared, it was what we feared
We learned nothin' new,
Back in '72

'72

'72

In '72

Back in '72

Back in '72 back in '72,...

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