Summer Of My Dreams - Kathy Mattea

In the shade of this old tree

In the summer of my dreams

By the tall grass, by the wild rose

Where the trees dance and the wind blows

As the days go oh so slowly

And the sun shines oh so holy

On the good and gracious green

In the summer of my dreams

By the banks of this old stream

In the summer of my dreams

By the deep pool where the fish wait

For the old fool with the wrong bait

There’s a field of purple clover

There’s a small cloud passing over

And then the rain comes washing clean

On the summer of my dreams

See the raindrops on the grass now

Just like diamonds lying there

By the old road where I pass now

There’s a twilight in the air

And as the sun sets down before me I see my true love waiting for me Standing by the back porch screen

In the summer of my dreams

In the shade of this old tree

In the summer of my dreams

By the tall grass, by the wild rose

Where the trees dance as the beans grow

As the days go oh so slowly

As the sun shines oh so holy

On the good and gracious green

In the summer of my dreams