I was a child in 1969, I had not a clue of the world,

  I knew of certain things, those of which I lived through.

  Riding my bike and a deadly Halloween night, that's right,

  I remember all that I did as a kid, a lifetime ago, and a family,

 Vietnam was a reality, and I was protected by my childish 

  Butch Cassidy and the Sundance kid, Clint Eastwood was 
  The man,

  Raindrops keep falling on my head, Simon and Garfunkel were 

  Scooby- Doo and all of the colorful cartoons that I knew, I 
  Think of you,

  Baseball with the miracle mets, Bill Russell, and the champion 

  Joe Namath with his Guarantee, the Jets beat the Colts, Charles 
  Manson, and history,

  The Innocence of the Brady Bunch, walk on the moon, 
  Led Zeppelin, and a tune,

  1969 was the year when love and innocence were mixed with 
  My day.

                                        Keith Garrett

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