he freed a lot of people

Drugs, sex, rock and roll.  We drank with abandon and we loved our music.  Our heroes were John F. Kennedy, Martin Luther King, Jr., and Bobby Kennedy.  They represented what my generation agreed was the future of our country.  And within a span of 5 years, they were gone.  Assassinated by hatred and racism.  Murdered by those who would not accept change.  We rebelled, some marched, others protested and I….I dropped out.  But the music played on.  The message could not be silenced.  

He freed a lot of people but it seems the good, they die young.  You know I just looked around and he’s gone.

Didn’t you love the things they stood for?  Didn’t they try to find some good for you and me?

Anybody here seen my old friend Bobby?  Can you tell me where he’s gone?  I thought I saw him walking up over the hill with Abraham, Martin and John.