Indian Summer

Brooks And Dunn · #1's...And Then Some [2009]

The tall weeds lay flat down

On the hard flat Kansas ground

And a sad song in her head

Kept goin' round



She barely even knew his name

But she liked the way he played the game

Everybody cheered

When he scored that last touchdown



Indian Summer

The wonder

The hunger

And the sound of distant thunder

Indian Summer



Tangled in a moment of truth

A bottle of wine in a motel room

Blue haze circled 'round

The cold gray moon



While the wind chased the leaves outside

Passion found a place to hide

Late September heat

Couldn't be denied



Oh Indian Summer

The wonder

The hunger

And the sound of distant thunder

Indian Summer



She never even finished school

People like to talk, they can be so cruel

Her California was a place

To start brand new



So she left that dust bowl town

Sometimes we'll all know how

I wonder where we'd be

If I never scored that last touchdown



Summer

The wonder

The hunger,

And the sound of distant thunder

Indian Summer



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