"1968" is a song that was written and recorded by Turnpike Troubadours for their 2010 album Diamonds And Gasoline. The song looks back to that year, when both Martin Luther King, Jr. and Robert F. Kennedy were assassinated, with the hope that someone with the kind of vision and passion for their fellow man that the two of them possessed would come along in the present day.
I hope you enjoy my reading of this song, and thank you all so much for listening!
(Note: No prerecorded instruments or multiple instrumental or vocal tracks were used in the making of this video.)
1968
words and music by EVAN FELKER
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
The sun light shines in fine white lines
On weathered stores with open signs
They may as well just close ‘em down
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 too see you my old friend
Oh and now that sun has 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 nothing better else to do
And we've all been looking for you
Like a hobo you walk in
Well how the mighty all have fallen
How the holy all have sinned
Is that the clattering of sabers
Or the cool September winds
Well you’ve been a long time gone
Good to see you my old friend
And there’s just two times a 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 up all my alibis
Just a blinking like the day that I was born
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 too see you my old friend
And when the rounds were fired that April you were on the balcony
When ten thousand tear drops 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
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