| Take a left on King Street
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| Another one on Henry
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| Take a look around us for anyone we know
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| The day is just a dream
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| I wonder what it will be
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| The morning sun can take us anywhere we wanna go
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| Side by side, the streets are green and wide
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| Up the hill and down again
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| Hand in hand, we’ll be feeling grand
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| When we wander in the summer wind
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| Take you to the river
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| Maybe down to Red Hook
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| Eat a few tamales over by the soccer games
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| Basketballs are flying over by the schoolyard
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| I hear the breeze call your name
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| High and low, people that we know
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| They say «Hey there» and «How've you been?»
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| «Good, good, good, and do you think you would
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| Like to wander in the summer wind?»
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| We could take the F-train
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| Ride on up to 9th street
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| Walk on through the park to where steel drum play
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| Dance around in circles with anyone that we meet
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| All this could happen on a summer Saturday
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| Talk, talk, talk, resting on a rock
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| Where we’re going, and where we’ve been
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| Back and forth, south to the north
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| When we wander in the summer wind
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| When the walk is over, we’ll sit out on the front steps |
| Laugh about our journey and sing a song or too
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| «Cotton Eyed Joe», «Do You Believe in Magic»
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| On a lazy afternoon almost any song will do
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| 1−2-3, A-B-C-D-E, we’ll see it all my friend
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| We’ve got time, put your hand in mine
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| We’ll go and wander in the summer wind
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| We’ll go and wander in the summer wind |