Guitars ring in the dead of night
The scene was so blue and sound so right
You're homesick
Listen close to the guitar man
A native son in a foreign land
Boy's homesick
Where were you in '69
Smokin' that dope and drinking that wine
And you were an outlaw
Piston drums beat an old refrain
Shakes your feet and it pounds your brain
Like a buzz saw
He's homesick
For days by gone
He's homesick
For home sweet home
In the darkness, down the hall
Black light posters on the wall
Jimi Hendrix
Someone's lost in yesterday
Hazy dreams of Monterey
And Woodstock, alright
The scene was so blue and sound so right
You're homesick
Listen close to the guitar man
A native son in a foreign land
Boy's homesick
Where were you in '69
Smokin' that dope and drinking that wine
And you were an outlaw
Piston drums beat an old refrain
Shakes your feet and it pounds your brain
Like a buzz saw
He's homesick
For days by gone
He's homesick
For home sweet home
In the darkness, down the hall
Black light posters on the wall
Jimi Hendrix
Someone's lost in yesterday
Hazy dreams of Monterey
And Woodstock, alright
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