Easy In The Summertime Lyrics - Crows - Allison Moorer

July nineteen-eighty-one 

Alabama summer sun 

Sissy got her fishing pole 

Went down to the honey hole 

Greasy fiery frying pan 

Viola grabbed it with her hand 

It burned so bad her skin it peeled 

There I saw the truth revealed 

Watermelon tastes so good 

Bare feet on the cool hardwood 

Summer dresses Nanny made 

Cut off blue jeans torn and frayed 

Swinging on the barnyard gate 

It don't get dark till after eight 

Run inside a kiss and hug 

Wrapped up in my mama's love 

Firefly whispered in my ear 

She said let's get outta here 

Fly down to the creek with me 

There's something you gotta see 

The stars come out and glow so bright 

That's why I don't mess with morning light 

'Cause they're the ones that soothe my soul 

They make me wanna rock 'n roll 

Easy in the summertime 

Easy in the summertime 

Easy in the summertime