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Artist:Don McLean  Album:Headroom 

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In Nineteen Sixty Seven the draft caught up with me, Me and my pal Joe went off to war. We might find hero's heaven, but we'd keep the country free. We would surely win just like before. Roy Rogers he was on his horse, and Buck Jones drew his gun. We would surely win of course when the battle was all done. Nineteen Sixty Seven I came back alone, They brought Joe back in plastic on the plane. Nineteen Sixty Seven seems so long ago, But I can't forget my friend or ease my pain. His family may forget him, his children may regret him, His wife may find another and go on.

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