Bridget Lyons - Summertime Lyrics

There's an old, gravel road
That leads back to the hay stacks and
When your sisters have all gone off to bed
I'll meet you in the back and
You can swing and sway me in your arms
All the sweetest dreams you ever knew
They'll come true there
Underneath the stars
River's low and all the fields are dry
We'll stay out til twilights in the sky
Summertime, when you were mine.
That little girl, she's got a home in the kitchen
She's got soul song revivals
You can hear her sing on Sunday morning
Giving up the glory
River's low and all the fields are dry
We'll stay out til twilights in the sky
Summertime, when you were mine.
Baby, while I was sleeping
I dreamt of your hand in mine
"Look" you said, and I watched your eyes and you
Lifted them to the skies
When I woke, oh when I woke
I damned the daylight
River's low and all the fields are dry
We'll stay out til twilights in the sky
Summertime, when you were mine.