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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dave Pearlman
Dave Pearlman
Bass Guitar
Jordan Childs
Jordan Childs
Drums
Tony Mandracchia
Tony Mandracchia
Guitar
Greg Buckwalter
Greg Buckwalter
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Casey Ahern
Casey Ahern
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Brown
David Brown
Mixing Engineer
Matt Lavella
Matt Lavella
Mixing Engineer
Chas Ferry
Chas Ferry
Mastering Engineer
josh franks
josh franks
Assistant Recording Engineer
Kai Usami
Kai Usami
Assistant Recording Engineer

Letra

He was working at the barbecue place On the far side of the main stage And I happened to order a burger Next thing we're tearing up the town Just having fun and heading down to the fair And it goes from there He was a sweet hot fudge sundae with a cherry on top A moonlit country road and a red ragtop That song stuck in my head all day Afternoons on the porch swing laughing as it sways He was summer We would sit on the benches outside Of every concert every night But sometimes we could afford the tickets I would say I wish I lived here And his kiss would taste like root beer And he'd say let's not think about that now Let's just enjoy the sound He was starry nights on the rooftop and wearing his shirt Dancing in the back row of a country concert Top of the world on the Ferris wheel His hand in mine, man it's still so real He was summer He was standing on the gravel of the driveway Even though it was summer it still brought rain I always knew it would go by fast And now in my rearview it reflects back To starry nights on the rooftop and wearing his shirt Dancing in the back row of a country concert Top of the world on the Ferris wheel His hand in mine, man it's still so real He was summer He was a sweet hot fudge sundae with a cherry on top Riding round in his red ragtop What a bummer I miss that summer
Writer(s): Casey Ahern Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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