Chris de Burgh - Summer rain
Tekst en muziek: Chris de Burgh
(1977)






Old man, walking by the sea, is dreaming
Dreaming of the days when he was young
Hand in hand, a little boy beside him
Hearing about those weekends under the sun



“Ah, most of all I remember
A little song we used to play
It was about the English weather
Always raining on a sunny day, it went



Ah la lala, summer rain is pouring down again
And it’s getting wetter
As a matter of fact, it couldn’t be better
For baby and me, sitting on my knee
With baby on my knee



Ah la lala, summer rain is falling down
On my umbrella above me
The very first time she said she loved me
Was in the summer rain and it’s fine with me



Walking with your great-grandfather’s daughter
Somehow we were always late for tea
And small boys making mischief in the water
Watching deck-chairs floating away out to sea



Ah, but now the memory’s fading
How the past just slips away
But every time that it starts raining
I can hear the band begin to play



Ah la lala, summer rain is pouring down again
And it’s getting wetter
As a matter of fact, it couldn’t be better
For baby and me, sitting on my knee
With baby on my knee



Ah la lala, summer rain is falling down
On my umbrella above me
Above me
The very first time she said she loved me
Was in the summer rain and it’s fine with me, me, la la la
Summer rain is fine with me



Ah la lala, summer rain is pouring down again
And it’s getting wetter
As a matter of fact it couldn’t be better
For baby and me, sitting on my knee”









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