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 aint no summer of love
Me and Joey had a good time with some farmers daughter
Left her lyin in a muddy hole
You charge an arm and a leg for a bottle of water
Well hey, I guess thats 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 aint no summer of love
Now me and Joeys in his dads car, overheating
Two hundred miles I-95
Joeys dad gives him a hell of a beatin
Says we was lucky just to be alive
Someones knockin on the back door, mommas crying
And my head is hurtin mighty bad
Tell you old man, and I aint 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 aint no summer of love