Deep Summer Blues

Cloudy out, my feet feel like lead
Messed-up song running in my head
City full of the walking dead
Don't you know it's deep summer blues,
deep summer blues.

Lawnmower snarling down the block
Wait for the ring or wait for the knock
Wait for the key to fit in the lock
and let out the deep summer blues,
deep summer blues.

I'd like to ride on the humming rails
with the poets and the hoboes and the nightingales
I'd like to travel through the Age of Steam
with the men who first had the steel dream
I'd like to fly like a southbound goose
away, away from the deep summer blues,
deep summer blues.

Block party band playing in the street
Dogs and friends get together and greet
at the farmer's market where people meet
It's only me with the deep summer blues,
deep summer blues.

Lord, you know it's not what I'd choose
But there's nothing good on the evening news
Sleeping and waking with deep summer blues
Can't dance with the deep summer blues,
deep summer blues…

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