Matt Ryczek Summer Days
Hot summer wind blowin' across the field
Grass a-waving, me I'm waiting with my reel
And we'd head on down to the fishin' hole,
We may be there all afternoon
And we'll talk to you later, talk to you later
See you soon
And we wish away the days
We wish away the days
We wish away the days
We wish away the days
Wake up early morning sunrise on the way
Get out before it's hot, it's time to play
Everyone's dancing, everyone singing, it's that time of
the year
Fireworks a-crackin, me I'm laughing, aw, lookie here
And we wish away the days
We wish away the days
We wish away the days
We wish away the days
We'd set up lemonade on the side of the road
You'd always stop by it was on your way home
Fifty cents for a cup you'd leave me the change
You'd say, "have a good one"
I'd bid you the same
We'd wish away the days...in the summer time
