Neil Young Fan
David Casey
Last summer I remember
In your backyard
A four piece band played through the night
Last summer I remember
We strung the clothesline
With every last Christmas light
But life didn’t seem strange
Nothing about it I would change
Citronella smell beneath the tree
(Cinderella’s midnight waking dream)
I took you by the hand
And said there’s something about this band
Could maybe make a Neil Young fan of me
Last summer I remember
In your backyard
Life’s rich pageant suddenly was old
Last summer I remember
Beside the sidewalk
Dandelion crowns of gold
Your sister sang along
With every Beatles song
Cause no boys could try and kiss while she sang
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