The Good Old Summertime

Published by Clifford Cunningham

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Full Lyrics by Cliff Cunningham Intro I walked into the Old Folks Home and I walked among the beds And even when I passed them only two could turn their heads And the air it isn’t silent but the sounds are feeling wrong! Cause I hear no conversation or emotion or a song Or a song Verse 1 And when I finally came to you, you sat up in your bed! And we laughed about another funny thing that you had said And your smile is so contagious I’m forgetting where I am And then a younger girl from Alabama takes me by the hand Chorus And you know I’ll always love you In the Good Old Summertime And we’ll laugh about the Dixieland and dandelion wine And then maybe someday we might both be young …. and intertwine And we’ll trip the lights fantastic in the Good Old Summertime! Verse 2 You asked me about my future and you say I’m going to shine And it seems that when you asked me that you didn’t really mind That most of all my days had passed, you still care about mine! And then a younger girl from Alabama smiles another time Chorus And you know I’ll always love you In the Good Old Summertime And we’ll laugh about the Dixieland and dandelion wine And then maybe someday we might both be young …. and intertwine And we’ll trip the lights fantastic in the Good Old Summertime! #audio #Folk #Americana

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