Why God Made Summertime - Blackjack Billy

Gimme a fastball flying over home plate

A corn dog and some ten cent lemonade

Stands all packed little brother up at bat

(That's right)

How bout a shady tree and a dog in the front yard

Begging me to throw him that tennis ball

Bucket full of suds washing up a bucket of rust

Kids out of school, sky’s shining blue

Long days, sun rays nothing like June

Got the gang out back sprinkler in the grass

T-bones grillin, cold Corona chillin

Get your lazy on all day long

Let the sun shine that’s why god made summertime

That’s why god made summertime

Gimme a tire swing down by the old creek

Scraped knees, damn it’s only waist deep

Jump in cool off your sunburned skin

Kicking back killing time living that good life

Ain’t nothing like soaking up July

Gang’s out back sprinkler in the grass

T-bones grillin, cold Corona chillin

Get your lazy on all day long

Let the sun shine that’s why god made summertime

Here comes twilight bringing out the fireflies

Stars shining got nothing on your eyes

Hurry up girl don’t miss a gimme that long kiss

We’re almost out of August

The gang’s already parked out at the levee

Circled up headlights let’s do it right

and get your crazy on all night long

Let the star shine that’s why god made summertime

The gang’s out back sprinkler in the grass

T-bones grillin, cold Corona chillin

Get your lazy on all day long

Let the sun shine that’s why god made summertime

Let the sun shine that’s why god made summertime

Let the sun shine that’s why god made summertime

That’s why god made summertime