Summer Of My Dreams - Dolores Keane

In the shade of this old tree, in the summer of my dreams

By the tall grass, by the wild rose, where the trees dance and the wind blows

As the days go oh so slowly, as the sun shines oh so holy on the good and

gracious green

In the summer of my dreams

By the banks of this old stream, in the summer of my dreams

By the deep pool where the fish wait for the old fool with the wrong bait

There’s a field of purple clover, there’s a small cloud passing over,

and then the rain comes washing clean

In the summer of my dreams

See the raindrops, on the grass now, just like diamonds lying there

By the old road, where I pass now, there’s a twilight on the air

And as the sun sets down before me, I see my true love waiting for me,

standing by the back porch screen

In the summer of my dreams

In the shade of this old tree, in the summer of my dreams

By the tall grass, by the wild rose, where the trees dance as the beans grow

As the days go oh so slowly, as the sun shines oh so lowly, on the good and

gracious green

In the summer of my dreams

In the summer of my dreams!