Home-Made Ice Cream

(Tony Joe White)



Summer nights and the living is high

And wouldn't you know it

There's big old full moon risin' up in the sky.

And you know it's right the perfect night for home-made ice-cream



I can see those lightning buzz and the river flow

There's an old harmonica playing soft and low

And folks back home out on the front porch

Eating home-made ice-cream



But it's a shame that it's only in my mind

'Cause I'm stuck up here in the city, don't you know it's a pity

I'm grounded in making home-made ice-cream.