It's the Duquoin, Illinois county fair
I could still see her standing there like a dream
Flatbed stage on a little dirt track
She was second row, her hair pulled back
We were young and freeOh, she could've been mine
But we ran out of summertimeSpent a few weeks out on a lake shore beach
Carved our names high as we could reach
On an old wooden pier
We made plans we planned to keep
Three hundred miles from her to me and her senior yearOh, she could've been mine
But we ran out of summertimeAnd of all the things I let get away
She's the one that keeps me awake at night
And I've never seen days go by so fast
A little more sand falling through the glass
She was hot as July and sweet as sunshineOh, she could've been mine
But we ran out of summertimeIf the days had only stayed that long
And those autumn leaves didn't have to fall
Oh, we'd have fell in love
'Cause what we felt on that Ferris wheel
Was just too right and just too real
But just not long enoughOh, she could've been mine
But we ran out of summertimeAnd of all the things I let get away
She's the one that keeps me awake at night
And I've never seen days go by so fast
A little more sand falling through the glass
She was hot as July, sweet as sunshineOh, she could've been mine
But we ran out of summertimeAnd of all the things I let get away
She's the one that keeps me awake at night
And I've never seen days go by so fast
A little more sand falling through the glass
Sweet as sunshineAnd of all the things I let get away
She's the one that keeps me awake at night
And I've never seen days go by so fast
A little more sand falling through the glass
She was as hot as July, sweet as sunshineOh, she could've been mine
But we ran out of summertime
Songwriters
NICHOLS, JAMES TIMOTHY/SINGLETON, JONATHANPublished by
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