[C]You've got to trust in summer, miracl[F]es
can [G]happen if you [C]do
'Cause all that heat speeds change in [F]everything,
[G]maybe even [C]you
[C]If you're a summertime [F]believer
If you're a [D]summertime be[G]liever
[C]July, you were the plaine[F]st of Janes
[C]Through August, you got re[F]arranged
[C]September, you're not jus[F]t a brain
Over the summer, over the summer, over the summer [C]
I tried to find myself this summertime,
I found you instead
And please forgive me Karen, but in June
you were kind of dead
But, then we had that three day hot spell
You really turned into a bombshell
July, you were the plainest ...
[F]Over the summer you're under the summer sun
[C]Over the summer you're under the summer sun
[F]Over the summer you're under the summer sun
[G]Lying there, lying there, lying there, getting hot
You know the records that I got in June
don't sound good no more
And all the clothes I bought in June are now
rotting in my drawers
But you're a different girl, much better
A little redder, but much better
Was it just the heat of the sun
Was it that you had lots of fun
I wish that the summer weren't done
Over the summer, over the summer, over the summer
by: Jos Duarte
[email protected]
can [G]happen if you [C]do
'Cause all that heat speeds change in [F]everything,
[G]maybe even [C]you
[C]If you're a summertime [F]believer
If you're a [D]summertime be[G]liever
[C]July, you were the plaine[F]st of Janes
[C]Through August, you got re[F]arranged
[C]September, you're not jus[F]t a brain
Over the summer, over the summer, over the summer [C]
I tried to find myself this summertime,
I found you instead
And please forgive me Karen, but in June
you were kind of dead
But, then we had that three day hot spell
You really turned into a bombshell
July, you were the plainest ...
[F]Over the summer you're under the summer sun
[C]Over the summer you're under the summer sun
[F]Over the summer you're under the summer sun
[G]Lying there, lying there, lying there, getting hot
You know the records that I got in June
don't sound good no more
And all the clothes I bought in June are now
rotting in my drawers
But you're a different girl, much better
A little redder, but much better
Was it just the heat of the sun
Was it that you had lots of fun
I wish that the summer weren't done
Over the summer, over the summer, over the summer
by: Jos Duarte
[email protected]