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A Summer Love | |
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by Tom Vance |
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Key of Em |
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In my garden fair, a little flower, grew there, | |
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| A pretty rose, reaching for they sky; | ||
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| And next, to her grew there, a little boy, little boy flower, | ||
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| He was a yellow daffodil. | ||
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| They spent the summer long, laughing, loving on my lawn, | ||
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| That rose and that yellow daffodil. | ||
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The morning brought the sun, the evening brought the dew, | |
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Always something wonderful, always something new. |
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G Bm |
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It is the time of year, for the flowers to appear, |
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C B7 |
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And make the most of what - they were meant to. |
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Now this rose and this daffodil, they would talk the length of day, |
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And watch the sun, blazing through the sky. |
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Then at night, the moon they’d see, as they dreamed in serenity, |
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Of the love, they thought would never die. |
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They didn’t know when days grew short, and frost began to flake the dew, |
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And leaves were floating , floating from the sky. |
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That the seasons come and go, first the warm, then the cold winds blow, | |
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It is the time of year, for the flowers to disappear, |
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They’ve made the most of - what they’re meant to. |
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So that rose and that daffodil, | |
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Said goodbye and bowed their heads. |
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I’ll see you again, with the first spring dew, |
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When the world starts anew, |
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When the world starts anew. |
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| Words and music by Tom Vance, © 1969. | ||