Summer

Summer

Summer, summer is way too hot

A way down south.

Summer, summer is way too hot

A way down south.

1) The rains don’t fall from the heavens

The wind don’t blow any cold

The sun don’t have any mercy

It burns right thru to my soul. I said

Summer, summer is way too hot

A way down south.

Summer, summer is way too hot

A way down south.

2) The clouds don’t do me no favors;

A tree is hard to find.

My head is burnin’ like fire;

It’s makin’ me lose my mind. I said

Summer, summer is way too hot

A way down south.

Summer, summer is way too hot

A way down south.

(Instrumental)

3) The wind blows warm off the Pontchartrain,

Just like a dog’s breath on me.

Easy livin’ in the land of my birth,

On the banks of the mighty Mississippi.

Summer, summer is way too hot

A way down south.

Summer, summer is way too hot

A way down south.