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lirik lagu goodbye to the class of ’74 – gary marshall ellis

[opening]
they built that regional school on a hill overlooking black swamp
where their ferocity steals their water with a pump
they opened that school to the sounds of elvis, bobby, and [?]
there i met a hottie i never hold or kiss or marry

[verse 1]
she walked into my life in that long*lost woodstock year
she started songs in my heart that she would never hear
she was steady to a singer, and she left my heart to break
blown like the boiler of that steamboat at thе bottom of a lake

[chorus 1]
i reflect on black swamp high school, lord i feel numb
i can’t lеt them see the loser i’ve become
stack up all the years of hurting, i can’t take anymore
well goodbye, to the class of ’74
goodbye to the class of ’74

[verse 2]
i thought i was ugly and stupid, and i just didn’t fit in
a loner whose mind goes back to the prison halls again and again
the [?] of popularity, i was afraid, she was too pretty, and too good for me
oh, maybe i was completely wrong, years gone too late, i finally see
nothing like childhood growing up
there’s no second chance
i’m forever haunted by the night
i know i missed the dance
i got a notice for a reunion
i’ll tear it up and no one will know
all the [?] my eyes
and all the reasons i can’t go
[chorus 2]
i reflect on black swamp high school, lord i feel numb
i can’t let them see the loser i’ve become
stack up all the years of hurting, i can’t take anymore
so goodbye, to the class of ’74
goodbye to the class of ’74

[verse 3]
some memories never go away
though i’ve forgotten most of what i’ve learned
and that bridge on that black swamp river south of school
is a bridge that i have burned
i remember that school as a place and time in my life
where i just didn’t belong
as i lament over bitter certainty
over a whole life that went wrong
this whole thing’s just a metaphor
for the darkness that i feel
i try hard to discern
which memories are real
a lengthy fire of emotions break
as lyrical designs become strong
still cry when i hear the words of susan jacks, and that holy diamond song
it’s like standing at the bus stop but the bus never came
n0body’s children; alone, no umbrella in the rain
there were no proms, no dates, no kisses
and she never got my name
explain how decades later, i can feel exactly the same
i feel the same!
[chorus 3]
as i reflect on black swamp high school, lord i feel numb
i can’t let them see the loser i’ve become
stack up all the years of hurting, i can’t take anymore
so goodbye, to the class of ’74
goodbye to the class of ’74

- gary marshall ellis

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