Summertime

Corn is gettin high
and the well is getting low
fields are getting dry
i’m gonna catch a lizard’s eye
so i got to lay low
playing in the rye
la la la
summer summertime summer
rattle rattle rattle grass
i hope that you don’t bite
you can save your venom
let me pass
i’m headed to the hive
la la la
summer summertime summer
summer summer baby
find me in the field
follow my trail till the grain is higher than your ears
bring a soft blanket baby
lay it down for me and roll me daddy daddy
roll me in the wheat
moon is on the rise
and the sun is sinking low
swim in a lake at night
i’m gonna sing with my cricket cicada choir
owl on a wire
la la la
summer summertime summer