Summertime

Corn is gettin high
And the well is getting low
Fields are getting dry
Im gonna catch a lizards eye
So i got to lay low
Playing in the rye
La, la, la
Summer, summertime summer
Rattle, rattle, rattle grass
I hope that you dont bite
You can save your venom
Let me pass
Im headed to the hive
La, la, la
Summer, summertime summer
Summer summer baby
Find me in the field
Follow my trail
Till the grain is
Higher than your ears
Bring a soft blanket baby
Lay it down for me
And roll me daddy daddy
Roll me in the wheat
Moon is on the rise
And the sun is sinking low
Swim in a lake at night
Im gonna sing
With my cricket cicada choir
Owl on a wire
La, la, la
Summer, summertime summer