Better talk the tomahawk talk. Burn a tattoo on your chest. Everything is so perfect. Everything's real high class. Just like a crazy Baptist. Chasing til the afternoon.
The weeds have grown in the playground. House we lived in fell down. Your mothers cryin, my father. Has left and gone downtown. . Look into the night.
Linda Lee has a fountain made of stone. She built it all herself. But she was never alone. You'll have more friends now. May you never have less. . [Chorus].
Don't I love my summer sunshine. Don't I love my summer sunshine. I went walking down a road. A thief came by and stole my clothes. Be there if I could.