gary browe

Lyrics

The sun sets over the ball field.
The lights are comin' on.
My eyes wander and fix upon
that girl in his arms.
I see them kissing every game.
They don't know the score.
She doesn't even notice me anyway
and she lives next door.

Oh, wo, oh.
Oh, wo, oh.
The summer fades away
in 4th grade.

Pammy sits in front of me.
Third hour science class.
Her long brown hair is heavenly
when it drapes on my desk.
Somehow, I managed to walk her home.
I don't remember much.
She turned and kissed me on the lips
and I tasted her peanut butter cup.

Oh, wo, oh.
Oh, wo, oh.
The summer fades away
in 4th grade.


There's a moon on the horizon,
it colour’s up the sky.
Dark spaces between the stars
and I'm a lucky guy.

Yes, I’m a lucky guy.

Mama's cookin' dinner.
Homemade chicken soup.
"Set the table on the back porch
your dad will be home soon."
Hope he had a good day.
My head's been in a whirl.
We hardly ever have much to say
but today I kissed a girl.

Oh, wo, oh.
Oh, wo, oh.
The summer fades away
in 4th grade.

There's a moon on the horizon,
it colour’s up the sky.
Dark spaces between the stars
and I'm a lucky guy.

Yes, I’m a lucky guy.
Yes, I’m a lucky guy.
Yes, I’m a lucky guy.

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Open G tuning, 2nd Fret
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