SUMMER MAN



Sunlight pouring through the window blind makin' little bars of

shadow on the floor

It's gettin dark later every night, spring's coming back once more

Their a cold wind blowing kinda hard outside, but the sun takes

the chill away.

It's February on the calendar, but in my mind it's May



In my mind it's the middle of summer

In my mind I'm workin' on a tan

In my mind it's July Fourth weekend

In my mind, I guess I'm a summer man



The fall came fallin' down upon us and the winter followed fast

upon its heels

The days got short and the nights got long, snow covered all the

fields

But the crunch of the snow and the nip in the air may make some

peoples day

But I for one want to see the sun, and I wish it was the first of May



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I can hardly wait until the summer gets here, 'cause the winter

weather wears away my soul

Snow and rain are a well known bane, they make me feel so old

through it all I've got the sun in my memory shining so bright

Though it's half a year away I'm dreamin' of a July night



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Written by Bob Clayton, copyright by the author 1987.

"Yes I really feel that way, I don't like the worst aspects of

winter more than I don't like the worst aspects of summer." - BC



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