The sky is blue, there ain't no heat
Trees look so green above that blacktop street
Odi-Lodi, perfect summer day stopping through
Lovers names carved into the birch
Holding hands beneath a hymnal at church
Oh good golly, Miss Molly looks so jealous down the pew
When you're feeling low inside
And alone you think you'll always be
Concentrate on good weather
And break yourself off something sweet
A summer sausage cookin on the barbecue
I see Miss Annie, I say, 'How do you do?'
Romance, a young love so true
It could happen to you
The streets are quiet as the sun goes down
Boys pick up their dates and take 'em into town
Hi-dee-ho there, your hair looks so nice
Did you do somethin new?
A waltz is playin through the honeysuckle air
The girl is giving off that lightening bug stare
Eyes a glowin, show him what you know and you can lose
If you have a fondness for expertly wrought roots-rock with sharp lyrics and aching vocals, look no further—“Strangers” is for you. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 8, 2022
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