Dandelion Wine Lyrics
Gregory Alan Isakov Dandelion Wine
summer days were just a magazine, a magazine a magazine....
cutting grass for gasoline, for gasoline so i can see ya soon...
fall swooned left me drunk in a field dandelion wine for a year
and i packed up the dust of all that i owned handkerchief hung from a pole
i rolled out the day that the apples fell...
cutting grass for gasoline, for gasoline so i can see ya soon...
fall swooned left me drunk in a field dandelion wine for a year
and i packed up the dust of all that i owned handkerchief hung from a pole
i rolled out the day that the apples fell...
