Seventeen
Was it the chirp of birds
Was it the green green grass
Was it the thundering rain
Or was it you the bonnie lass
The spring come fast
The creeks run clear
The wind it blew
And the memory is dear
And maybe I'll never know why it was
What made it come as if it really was
But it was so wonderful
Was it the chirp of birds
Was it the green green grass
Was it the thundering rain
Or was it you the bonnie lass
But it was so wonderful
And like living a dream
That summer
When you and I
Were seventeen
Was it the green green grass
Was it the thundering rain
Or was it you the bonnie lass
The spring come fast
The creeks run clear
The wind it blew
And the memory is dear
And maybe I'll never know why it was
What made it come as if it really was
But it was so wonderful
Was it the chirp of birds
Was it the green green grass
Was it the thundering rain
Or was it you the bonnie lass
But it was so wonderful
And like living a dream
That summer
When you and I
Were seventeen
Credits
Writer(s): Alisha Nielson
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