It Can't Be Summertime

Yeap!

A drop of honey on my old blue jeans
A ton of dark flies on the window screen
The smells are special, and the noises are clear
And you can see kids playing in the green corn field

It's time to ride wild horses and some big bulls
To drink some fresh cold beers and eat good bbq's
Sitting 'round the fireplace with marshmallows
And watching all the fireflies doing rodeo, Oh Yeah!

Well, it's summertime and it's time to cheer
To share some good times to share the real things
I'll pick up my guitar and you'll all sing along
Because it can't be summertime without a country song

Yeap!

My first French kiss underneath the oak tree
It was the real first time my heart has skipped a beat
The feel of your skin drove me out of my mind
And even worse when we swam naked in the tides, Oh Yeah!

Man, I know how precious summertime can be
So, let's go on and have fun with our own family
The barns and chickens and the whole damn thing
It makes me forget 'bout winter, fall and even spring

Well, it's summertime and it's time to cheer
To share some good times to share the real things
I'll pick up my guitar and you'll all sing along
Because it can't be summertime without a country song

Because it can't be summertime without a country song
Because it can't be summertime without a country song



Credits
Writer(s): Pierre H. Millette
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