"The Palm Beach Pop" Lyrics
By Richard Hott, Jack Connell, Ken Davidoff
In sixty-nine I cudda' been in a foxhole
When Lightnin' struck I was there at the crossroad
Peace and love was in the air,
The Sheriff didn't care.
he was pistol packin' nasty acting,
but still he didn't dare.
There were clouds of smoke,
dancing-floating high above the crowd.
Then a new day broke, the music spoke
the -notes- were all around. ........
It started as a crap shoot to see how dice rolled,
The Palm Beach Pop Cudda been a Big No-Show.
hippie ministers plead the case carry on the faith
all the time bands of angels were guarding at the gates.
cold and rain couldn't stop the show,
from going on like a wonder of creation.
There was a time
we had it all
cause it was big
but it was small
and it was part
yet it was whole
(and) though it was hard
still it had soul
so we recall
our love was all
at the Palm Beach
Pop Palm Beach Pop Festival