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• Artiste: Brooks And Dunn
• Titre: Indian Summer [#]
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The tall weeds lay flat down On the hard flat Kansas ground. And a sad song in her head, Kept blowin' round. She barely even knew his name, But she liked the way he played the game. Everybody cheered, When he scored that last touchdown Indian Summer, The wonder, The hunger, And the sound of distant thunder. Indian Summer. Tangled in a moment of truth. Bottle of wine in a motel room. Blue haze circled 'round The cold gray moon. While the wind chased the leaves outside. Passion found a place to hide. Late September heat, Couldn't be denied. Oh Indian Summer, The wonder, The hunger, And the sound of distant thunder. Indian Summer. She never even finished school. People like to talk, they can be so cruel. Heard California was a place, To start brand new. So she left that dust bowl town. Sometimes when the lone wind howls, I wonder where we'd be, If I never scored that last Touchdown. Summer. The wonder, The hunger, And the sound of distant thunder. Indian Summer. Oh, whoa!