Summertime Bank

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Verse 1
C 
Won’t ya, won’t ya, won’t ya come on
 
chickadee  
F 
sing me, sing me, sing that song.
C 
River, river, river run on.
G 
I’m sleepin’ in the  
C 
sun
 
on a  
F 
summertime 
 
bank.
 
Stone skipped  
G 
33 (your age) times then  
C 
sank.
 
I’m learnin’ how to  
F 
whistle and I’m sayin’ my  
C 
thanks
G 
to the rolling hills of  
C 
home.
Verse 2
Starry, starry, starry nite.
Bullfrog croaking to its own delight.
I wish I may. I think I might.
Sleepin’ in the moon
on a summertime bank.
I had a masterpiece dream
now I’m drawing a blank.
Maybe that’s it. I cupped water and drank
to the rolling hills of home.
Verse 3
Time flies and fire flies
when you’re having fun.
My line is in the water
and I’m sleepin’ in the sun
on a summertime bank.
I’m in heaven I think.
Then I whistled as the sun sank
into the rolling hills of home.