Dedicate one to the ladies... Now summertime's here babe, need somethin' to keep you cool Ah, now summertime's here babe, need somethin' to keep you
said, let's go drink till the beer runs dry You know the girl you want is such a waste of time American life in the summertime American life in the summertime
means semi-payed I started climbing drilling rigs I'm oil field trash and proud as I can be, yeah Then I took my songs and guitar And sang 'em for a
Cracklin' bread and turnip greens Washin' 'em down with a big I'm a son of the south I've picked tomatoes off of the vine Watermelon in the summertime
out Cut it all out So it's Alaska in the summertime In the wintertime I'm free The days are short cold and wasted Nowhere is warm enough for me Baby
Channel 7 Coming through rocking Wild like rock stars, who smash guitars (Inspectah Deck) Non Phixion, unadulterated, emcee's Coming through rocking Wild like rock stars, who smash guitars
the vine Wish that woman could have took it when the hard times came around Wish her winter hadn't spoil my summertime [ ac.guitar ] So when her plane takes off for
a job or ya blind doin' overtime Don't be ashamed, you got ya pride To maintain, after the rain, the sun will shine There will be better whether for everyone
profession Movin crowds give my dick the, hardest erection Clouds of smoke, burners and shit, that's for protection When no vest can save, when it's time for
written by Kate Wolf Lucinda Williams vocals/acoustic guitar Ron De La Vega bass Nina Gerber acoustic guitar Sally Van Meter
My memories of you are sweet my thoughts of you are kind [ ac.guitar ] Stella if I'd've ever hurt you it wasn't because I meant to For I would never hurt
Me and Jimmie Rodgers used to ride them rollin' box cars In the summertime And Jimmie he'd play his guitar And I'd lay back and watch the stars and sip
Summertime on Old Bay Road Innocence, no where to go There were fireflies in mid July Lighting up the northern skies I'm with the love of my life, and
a little too loud Can?t fault a man for being proud Richey kept rollin? on Spent his days in a rock-n-roll band Tellin? jokes, a guitar in his hand
"And now it's time bring out the headliner for the evening..." "Very Special... Please welcome to the stage..." [Goretex] Escape from New York, but I
the night in three drinks time Where the bars were full it was summertime Punks were hangin out in the park While someone practised electric guitar We
On the run again Summer skies In our eyes And a warmer sun It's one for all All for one All for all out fun Gotta go to it Gonna go through it Gotta
