A song about growing up in the 60's, Woodstock, hometowns, memories, friends and being lucky.

Lucky Kinda Guy

On a sixties summer night
when the times they were about to change

My small time town was turning on
And we all never ever did think twice It's alright

The cops just tried to chase us off the courthouse steps

Was no arrest My stash was in the backseat of my car

Oh me , oh my, I've always been a lucky sort of guy
Oh me, oh my, I guess I'm just that lucky kinda guy

On a train bound for New York
We set our course and in the end
An upstate town got turned around,

my generation kissed the sky that night, It's alright

About that time I took a dose and lost my stuff
Then I met God and someone said "Just hold on, It's alright

Oh me , oh my, I've always been that lucky sort of guy

Oh me, oh my, I've always been a lucky kinda guy


Along the way, so many gifts you find
Along the way, yesterday's not far behind

And when I stumble, I'll remember, all those friends of mine
And how they've passed Along the way

And for all those memories passed
I gonna raise my drink and give my best

Regards around my old hometown
'cause everything it still alright, so far
So good to know when I let go I will remember
Someone, who gave me all the best years..... of his life

Oh me , oh my, I guess I'm just that lucky sort of guy
Oh me, oh my, I've always been that lucky kinda guy

Oh me , oh my, I guess I'm just that lucky kinda guy