Summertime - Jesca Hoop

Corn is gettin high

and the well is getting low

fields are getting dry

i’m gonna catch a lizard’s eye

so i got to lay low

playing in the rye

la la la

summer summertime summer

rattle rattle rattle grass

i hope that you don’t bite

you can save your venom

let me pass

i’m headed to the hive

la la la

summer summertime summer

summer summer baby

find me in the field

follow my trail till the grain is higher than your ears

bring a soft blanket baby

lay it down for me and roll me daddy daddy

roll me in the wheat

moon is on the rise

and the sun is sinking low

swim in a lake at night

i’m gonna sing with my cricket cicada choir

owl on a wire

la la la

summer summertime summer