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Out Of Summertime
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scotty McCreery
Scotty McCreery
Vocals
Greg Leisz
Greg Leisz
Steel Guitar
Jerry Roe
Jerry Roe
Drums
Leland Sklar
Leland Sklar
Bass
Matt Rollngs
Matt Rollngs
Hammond Organ
Perry Coleman
Perry Coleman
Background Vocals
Tim Pierce
Tim Pierce
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Singleton
Jonathan Singleton
Songwriter
Tim Nichols
Tim Nichols
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Bright
Mark Bright
Producer

Lyrics

It's the Duquoin, Illinois county fair I could still see you standing there like a dream Flatbed stage on a little dirt track She was second row, her hair pulled back We were young and free Oh, she could've been mine But we ran out of summertime Spent a few weeks out on a lake shore beach Carved our names high as we could reach on an old wooden pier We made plans we planned to keep 300 miles from her to me and her senior year Oh, she could've been mine But we ran out of summertime And of all the things I let get away She's the one that keeps me awake at night And I've never seen days go by so fast A little more sand falling through the glass She was hot as July and sweet as sunshine Oh, she could've been mine But we ran out of summertime If the days had only stayed that long And those autumn leaves didn't have to fall Oh, we'd have fell in love 'Cause what we felt on that Ferris wheel Was just too right and just too real But just not long enough Oh, she could've been mine But we ran out of summertime And of all the things I let get away She's the one that keeps me awake at night And I've never seen days go by so fast A little more sand falling through the glass She was hot as July, sweet as sunshine Oh, she could've been mine But we ran out of summertime And of all the things I let get away She's the one that keeps me awake at night And I've never seen days go by so fast A little more sand falling through the glass Sweet as sunshine And of all the things I let get away She's the one that keeps me awake at night And I've never seen days go by so fast A little more sand falling through the glass She was hot as July, sweet as sunshine Oh, she could've been mine But we ran out of summertime
Writer(s): Tim Nichols, Jonathan Singleton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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