Summertime in '83

The year that we made history

But didn't have the energy

To tell a soul 'cept you and you and me

Selling off Fiesta plates

Ate loaves of bread but gained no weight

From pecan waffles on the roof

The summer of my wasted youth

Summertime in '83

The last time I took LSD

But listening to Patsy Cline

And Skeeter David really blew my mind

Played the boombox in the courtyard

Never used a credit card

Still took a trip by Greyhound bus

The summer I believed in us

Pushed plaster cows down city streets

Wore thrift store skirts with little pleats

Smoked pot and sat around all day

Bought a guitar but didn't try to play

Summertime in '83

I didn't need a j-o-b

Cause unemployment kept me free

To study country harmony

And find somebody with a car

Drink cheap beer in the Polish bar

Take photos in the photo booth

The summer of my wasted youth



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Writer(s): AMY RIGBY