Nikita Boone - One Parade More Lyrics

When this summer is done I'll be seventy one oh yeah
It'll still be September still a ways from December ah-huh
I remember parades those Memorial Days that told me that summer's begun
Flying flags at half-mast every blast from the past shouted Labor Day would never come

Three more weeks of the summer yay but something had changed in the air
Buying clothes for the autumn my mom and I bought 'em oh yeah
The state fair had packed up and they hauled it on out to the next town and one after that
No such luck for us kids - we'll do again what we did - wrap up tie a bow and that's that

But when this summertime's done and I'm seventy-one I'll sit back with a once cold iced tea
Ever stuck in my head there's a rhyme I was read about staying too long at the fair
Yes there's something to stay for that we've already paid for but something has changed in the air
There is something to stay for that's already paid for - just one more summer's parade