Yeah when that summer sun starts to beatin' down And you don't know what to do Inflatable pool full of dad's hot air I was three years old Splashin' everywhere And so began my love affair With all my friends

Momma I'm depending on you, to tell me the truth Papa was a rolling stone, Where ever he laid his hat was his home And when he died, all he left us was alone It was the third of September That day I'll always remember, yes I will 'Cause that was the day,

Where, where can I go? It’s a curse of mine to be sad at night All I see is road No one takes me home, It’s the hardest truth I’ve come to yet I was a daddy’s girl sometime, But I loved my momma till the end of line I am cold and I am bright,

Hear the angels sing I can hear your voice, I can't hear your voice But that's okay 'Cause I can feel you in my heart I'll be sure to write your name in the sun Where the waves can't wash it away There is beauty in tragedy The heart won't stop beating,

I can't live babe, without you in my life Where did it go, my baby, where did it go, my darling Tell me how to get you back in my heart again Girl I must have been crazy, to say that it was over I had to be a fool, to yell out we were through And now I'm

Where do they go? They come here To drown in their sorrow and cry in their beer They’re in need of a mind-bender I’m a bartender At the end of the day I’m all they’ve got Hope on the rocks Brady was a baseball star

Yeah when that summer sun starts to beatin' down And you don't know what to do Inflatable pool full of dad's hot air I was three years old Splashin' everywhere And so began my love affair With all my friends

Somewhere I belong I want to heal, I want to feel, What I thought was never real I want to heal, I want to feel Like I'm close to something real I want to find something I've wanted all along And the fault is my own, And the fault is my own When this

It got me where I am and where I'm gonna go. We learned all about believing And everything we were ever gonna need to know. Somewhere between the back roads and the back row. That's the way it was, and that's the way it is when you're growing Up in the

Yeah when that summer sun starts to beatin' down And you don't know what to do Inflatable pool full of dad's hot air I was three years old Splashin' everywhere And so began my love affair With all my friends