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I was there 66, through Albuquerque Passing flag staff. Land Of the cacti, hippies blowing Smoke from arazonian glass. Flower children and hard working Laborers, I hit L.A seeing the Whiskey a go-go, some band's Made it to the stage, others a No-show. Some to down and Out broke or ****** I was there back in the era 66-69. The farmers got together With the hip ones to keep the Sun inside these dark States Shine.
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Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 7:04 AM UTC
I was there 66-69
I was there 66, through Albuquerque Passing flag staff. Land Of the cacti, hippies blowing Smoke from arazonian glass. Flower children and hard working Laborers, I hit L.A seeing the Whiskey a go-go, some band's Made it to the stage, others a No-show. Some to down and Out broke or ****** I was there back in the era 66-69. The farmers got together With the hip ones to keep the Sun inside these dark States Shine.
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