Whatever happened to the good old days When Hippies danced, and children played Smelled the flowers in the morning light Lived and loved all through the night
Where is the music, songs, the free They bound us tight in security No more singing, no more dance We never really had a chance
What happened to that Hippie Glow? Her hair that blew like driven snow Snuffed out by church & religious creed By hypocrites, who judge not free
Who are these people of today? It’s not the children who once played But Hip Hop, Rap, Debauchery Why can’t you leave this Hippie be
I loved those days, those days of old Of peace and love and stories told For as a Hippie I was Free I’ll still be one at 93!
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