Chip Taylor
Black & Blue America


It was a ray of light -- it was a wall of sound
It was a fight for life -- until the walls came down
It was a dream to dream -- in any damned old town
It was a true America -- a red white & black & blue America

It was a "right on Jack -- you got balls o' steel
Round this old race track -- didn't you spin them wheels
It was a march with Martin -- 'cause that's just the way you'd feel
It was a true America -- a red white & black & blue America

Back in the 1956 alleluja
We were so right -- nobody could tell us we were wrong
Back in the 1966 -- what was it to ya
Didn't the passion -- fit the song

Here we are -- where's that good old tune
Where's that dream to dream
Where's that man on the moon
Oh the heroes came
But they were gone so sone
In the true America -- a red white & black & blue America

Back in the 1956 alleluia
We were so right -- nobody could tell us we were wrong
I forgot to remember to forget her
I can't seem to get her off my mind

Back in the 1966 -- wasn't it everything to ya
Didn't the passion -- fit the song
The answer my friend is blowing on the wind
The answer is blowing on the wind

It was a ray of light -- it was a wall of sound