Composición musical de ritmo lento, instrumentación suave y carácter íntimo y expresivo, de asunto generalmente amoroso. Composición poética tradicional del norte de Europa, de estrofas iguales entre las que se intercalaba un estribillo y que solía contar de manera sencilla sucesos legendarios y populares.
Bryan Adams (n. el 5 de Noviembre de 1959 en Kingston, Ontario, Canadá) es un cantante, cantautor, músico y fotógrafo canadiense. Entre sus estilos musicales figura el rock.
Su padre fue diplomatico, por lo que creció viajando por el mundo, especialmente en Europa. Su familia regresó a Canadá en 1973, y en la escuela secundaria estaba tan ocupado en la música que no le prestaba atención a las chicas (según entrevista de Carlo D'Agostino de Rolling Stone magazine). Un encuentro afortunado en una tienda de música unió a Jim Vallance y Bryan Adams, lo que llevó a una sociedad para escribir música. En la revista Maclean's magazine se dijo, "Vallance buscaba un cantante y Adams buscaba la ruta a ser respetado musicalmente, ambos despegaron inmediatamente"
I got my first real six string
Bought it at the five and dime
Played it till my fingers bled
Was the summer of '69
Me and some guys from school
Had a band and we tried real hard
Jimmy quit and Jody got married
I should've known we'd never get far
Oh when I look back now
That summer seemed to last forever
And if I had the choice
Yeah, I'd always wanna be there
Those were the best days of my life!
Ain't no use in complaining
When you got a job to do
Spent my evening's down at the drive-in
And that's when I met you, yeah
Standing on your mama's porch
You told me that you'd wait forever
Oh and when you held my hand
I knew that it was now or never
Those were the best days of my life!
Back in the summer of '69
Man, we were killing time
We were young and restless
We needed to unwind
I guess nothing can last forever
Forever, no!!
And now the times are changing
Look at everything that's come and gone
Sometimes when I play that old six string
I think about you wonder what went wrong
Standing on your mama's porch
You told me that it'd last forever
Oh and when you held my hand
I knew that it was now or never
Those were the best days of my life!
Back in the summer of '69
It was the summer of '69