Shine - Marc Broussard

Down here it hot ‘round the month of June

I only go out by the light of the moon

Those southern summers they seem to keep going and going and going

The only relief is the river’s flow

It ain’t rained in weeks so the waters are low

J.J.

says, «Call me the breeze» on an old time stereo

So let it shine

Let it shine

There’s just something bout the summertime that eases my mind

Sun setting over the levy slow

Lay down in the grass and I pull you close

The moon and the stars and the fireflies glowin and glowin and glowin

So let it shine

Let it shine

There’s just something bout the summertime that eases my mind

When the sun rises it won’t be long

The river she always calls me home

Those southern summers they seem to keep going and going and going

So let it shine

Let it shine

There’s just something bout the summertime that eases my mind

So let it shine

Let it shine

There’s just something bout the summertime that eases my mind