June - Wild Belle

Saw the way again on the sand dunes on an island, in the middle of June;

Daddy cast to line out, in the blue the fish scales;

slip over mama’s bathing suit;

We sailed in the night sky cry;

The ocean wailed and the waves went wild;

We prayed for the morning light;

Oh my lord let the storm retire;

It was suddenly, suddenly there is a dark cloud hovering, oh we’re swell all

was pretty;

Till the rain drops on our sunny;

We flied on in the summer sleeks in Chicago;

We bundled up like chickadees;

We’ll its a snows blow this city I’d like to have a name;

When the doctor calls tell mom I’m not listening;

Oh mama she is sick again, we all need God to clear this mess;

We’re singing songs beside her bed, you can forget the present;

It was suddenly, suddenly there is a dark cloud hovering, oh we’re swell all

was pretty;

Till the rain drops on our sunny

Say, say, say, say

It was suddenly, suddenly there is a dark cloud hovering, oh we’re swell all

was pretty;

Till the rain drops on our sunny