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Babe, where's your smile, Don't be a melancholy child, Can't you see That the summer's come? Stuck in your room With your winter curtains drawn, While the suburbs Are all bathed in sun. No more winter time lows, Only joy now because We can shake off the blues, Love, there's no time to lose. We can go for a cruise Down the Thames Or down the Ouse, Or just snooze under summer's sun, Find a village green, Watch some cricket, Take some tea, as you please, Summer's made for fun. Get some sweet summer air, Feel the breeze in your hair, Forget that sad old affair, He's not worth all the tears. Babe, where's your smile, Don't be a melancholy child, Can't you see That the summer's come?
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Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 5:45 AM UTC
See That the Summer's Come
Babe, where's your smile, Don't be a melancholy child, Can't you see That the summer's come? Stuck in your room With your winter curtains drawn, While the suburbs Are all bathed in sun. No more winter time lows, Only joy now because We can shake off the blues, Love, there's no time to lose. We can go for a cruise Down the Thames Or down the Ouse, Or just snooze under summer's sun, Find a village green, Watch some cricket, Take some tea, as you please, Summer's made for fun. Get some sweet summer air, Feel the breeze in your hair, Forget that sad old affair, He's not worth all the tears. Babe, where's your smile, Don't be a melancholy child, Can't you see That the summer's come?
See That the Summer’s Come was adapted from a song, part of a series of songs, some new, some reworkings of ancient tunes, recorded in 2003.
carl-halling
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Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 5:45 AM UTC
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