Written by Kevin Bacon 

 

"Written from the perspective of a young man attending Woodstock '99." KB 

 

Me and Joey came a long way, to hear that singer 

Play the one that we know so well 

He got up there and gave us the finger 

Told me and Joey to go straight to hell 

 

Me and Joey in a blacktop garden 

A big old burnin' sun above 

And the fires will soon be starting 

But this ain't no summer of love 

 

Me and Joey had a good time with some farmer's daughter 

Left her lyin' in a muddy hole 

You charge an arm and a leg for a bottle of water 

Well hey, I guess that's rock and roll 

 

Me and Joey in a blacktop garden 

A big old burnin' sun above 

And the fires will soon be starting 

But this ain't no summer of love 

 

Now me and Joey's in his dad's car, overheating 

Two hundred miles I-95 

Joey's dad gives him a hell of a beatin' 

Says we was lucky just to be alive 

Someone's knockin' on the back door, momma's crying 

And my head is hurtin' mighty bad 

Tell you old man, and I ain't lyin 

Best damn time I ever had  

 

Me and Joey in a blacktop garden 

A big old burnin' sun above 

And the fires will soon be starting 

But this ain't no summer of love