Paroles de Dandelion Wine
Summer days were just a magazine, a magazinea magazine...
Cutting grass for gasoline, for gasoline
So I can see ya soon...
Fall swooned
Left me drunk in a field
Dandelion wine for a year
And I packed up the dust
Of all that I owned
Handkerchief hung from a pole
I rolled out the day that the apples fell...
Left me drunk in a field
Dandelion wine for a year
And I packed up the dust
Of all that I owned
Handkerchief hung from a pole
I rolled out the day that the apples fell...
GREGORY ALAN ISAKOV
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