
Date of issue: 31.12.1992
Song language: English
Summer Haze |
Well I don’t care about the bugs on the vine |
Or if the hay comes off the field in time |
Til the cows come home it would suit me fine |
To rest with you down here in the shade |
Well, the town is burning up in the humidity, |
But the grass is cool beneath the willow tree. |
And you can set your self down, if you’re good to me, |
And we can spend together forever in the summer haze. |
Well, when the days get too rough |
I’ll throw a parade |
When the times get you blue, |
I’ll be your holiday, |
I’ll make you breakfast, |
hot Toast and marmalade |
When the sun’s too hot, |
I’ll be your shade |
'Cause even when it’s hot, and sticky outside, |
I know in my heart I will be satisfied, |
If I could spend the rest of my life |
Together with you in the summer haze |
Well, when the days get too rough |
I’ll throw a parade |
When the times get you blue, |
I’ll be your holiday, |
I’ll make you breakfast, |
Hot Toast and marmalade |
When the sun’s too hot, |
I’ll be your shade |
'Cause |
Even when it’s hot, and sticky outside, |
I know in my heart I will be satisfied, |
If I could spend the rest of my life |
Together with you in the summer haze. |
If I could spend the rest of my life |
Together with you in the summer haze |