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Saturday, June 05, 2010
High Summer
She's standing by the rhododendrons
Where the roses are in bloom
Looking out at the Atlantic ocean
And in her head she hums this tune
Thank God the dark nights are drawing in again
'Cos high summer has got me down
I'll wait till the end of August
And get off this merry-go-round
And they shut him out of paradise
Called him Lucifer and frowned
She took pride in what God made him
Even before the angels shot him down to the ground
He's a light out of the darkness
And he wears a starry crown
If you see him, nothing will shake him
'Cos high summer has got him low down
High summer's got him lonesome
Eyen when he makes the rounds
There's been no two ways about it
High summer's got him low down
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