Turn Around - The Beau Brummels

Barefoot girl she’s got a pretty jewel

Telling everyone about the way it shines

Barefoot boy he’s a-grinnin' like a fool

Doesn’t really want to get her off his mind

Turn around, the summer’s almost over

Turn around, the summer’s almost gone

Barefoot girl she’s a-buying winter clothes

Packin' everything she owns and right away

Barefoot boy don’t care to see her go

Would give anything if she would only stay

Turn around, the summer’s almost over

Turn around until the winter comes

Late night wind is blowing awful hard

Racing all the trains down along the tracks

Barefoot boy he’s a-standin' in the yard

Scared to go in case the barefoot girl come back

Turn around, the days are not so lonely

Turn around before the summer’s gone

Turn around before the night is over

Turn around no need to be alone