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Blackjack Billy
Blackjack Billy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noll Billings
Noll Billings
Songwriter
Jeff Coplan
Jeff Coplan
Songwriter
Gordon Brown
Gordon Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeff Coplan
Jeff Coplan
Producer

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Gimme a fastball flying over home plate A corn dog and some ten cent lemonade Stands all packed little brother up at bat (That's right) How bout a shady tree and a dog in the front yard Begging me to throw him that tennis ball Bucket full of suds washing up a bucket of rust Kids out of school, sky's shining blue Long days, sun rays nothing like June Got the gang out back sprinkler in the grass T-bones grillin, cold na chillin Get your lazy on all day long Let the sun shine that's why god made summertime That's why god made summertime Gimme a tire swing down by the old creek Scraped knees, damn it's only waist deep Jump in cool off your sunburned skin Kicking back killing time living that good life Ain't nothing like soaking up July Gang's out back sprinkler in the grass T-bones grillin, cold na chillin Get your lazy on all day long Let the sun shine that's why god made summertime Here comes twilight bringing out the fireflies Stars shining got nothing on your eyes Hurry up girl don't miss a gimme that long kiss We're almost out of August The gang's already parked out at the levee Circled up headlights let's do it right And get your crazy on all night long Let the star shine that's why god made summertime The gang's out back sprinkler in the grass T-bones grillin, cold na chillin Get your lazy on all day long Let the sun shine that's why god made summertime Let the sun shine that's why god made summertime Let the sun shine that's why god made summertime That's why god made summertime
Writer(s): Jeff Coplan, Noll Billings, Gordon Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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