Summertime - Mae Barnes, Aaron Bell, Buck Clayton

Summertime, summertime brought me back to thinking you were mine all those

times.

We laid it down and left it all behind, we were blind.

Oh, the summertime.

We could ride, we could ride.

Take my hand and watch the world go by.

Laugh or cry, well we need to try, get off the line, time to fly.

Oh, the summertime.

Go on ahead and let it fade away.

No looking back you know the past will stay.

Its you and me, we could get out of here.

Jump in and go and we could drive for years.

We could feel alive…

Here we are, here we are,

Windows down we see a shooting star.

Stop the car.

Waiting for nothing but our beating hearts, going far.

Oh, the summertime.

So feel the air, feel the air,

Take the map and point to anywhere.

I dont care.

fingers through your hair,

The sky Ive seen is blue and green.

Oh, the summertime.

Driving away, leaving it all behind.

Driving away, just driving away.