Bringing glad times and new-found friends
Mid-day showers quench the flowers
Keeps the grass green so we can play
And make love on a sunny day.
No noises around us, not a building for miles
No smokestacks or soot to get in your eyes
The river is running, rushing by me
Soft wind is blowing through the trees
A prettier sound there could never be.
Hey Mister Groundhog, how are you doing
Hey little beaver block up that stream
Look at the robin feeding her young’uns
And the old black bear reaching into a hive
He got his honey but I pity his hide.
Sunny days coming back again
Bringing glad times and new-found friends
Bringing green fields and skies of blue
And all of God’s things running and flying around you
Too-doo-doo-do-do too-doo-doo.
Hey Mister Groundhog, how are you doing
Hey little beaver block up that stream
Look at the robin feeding her young’uns
And the old black bear reaching into a hive
He got his honey but I pity his hide
Summertime summertime summertime summertime
Summertime summertime, it’s summertime.
Summertime summertime summertime summertime
Summertime summertime, it’s summertime.
It’s summertime.
Sunny days coming back again Bringing glad times and new-found friends Mid-day showers quench the flowers Keeps the grass green so we can play And make love on a sunny day. No noises around us, not a building for miles No smokestacks or soot to get in your eyes The river is running, rushing by me Soft wind is blowing through the trees A prettier sound there could never be. Hey Mister Groundhog, how are you doing Hey little beaver block up that stream Look at the robin feeding her young’uns And the old black bear reaching into a hive He got his honey but I pity his hide. Sunny days coming back again Bringing glad times and new-found friends Bringing green fields and skies of blue And all of God’s things running and flying around you Too-doo-doo-do-do too-doo-doo. Hey Mister Groundhog, how are you doing Hey little beaver block up that stream Look at the robin feeding her young’uns And the old black bear reaching into a hive He got his honey but I pity his hide Summertime summertime summertime summertime Summertime summertime, it’s summertime. Summertime summertime summertime summertime Summertime summertime, it’s summertime. It’s summertime. Explain Request ×
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