Lyrics

I remember those summer nights
In the orchard by the firelight
Those summer nights of my youth
I learned to play the guitar
And dreamed of becoming a start
Those sweet summer nights of my youth
Gathered round an open fire... staring up at the moon
Singing three part harmony to Rocky Racoon
I love those old melodies
Brings me back to those apple trees
Those sweet summer melodies
Circa Nineteen Seventy-two
I packed a bag and didn't show for school
Those crazy things young rebels do
Unbraided hair and black felt hat
Speakers blasting with Black Sabbath
Those sweet summer nights of my youth
Sitting outside under the trees staring up at the starts
Filled the night with harmony singing Me and Bobby McGee
I love those old melodies
Brings me back to those apple trees
Those sweet summer mellow
Sweet sweet summer mellow
Those sweet summer melodies