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Summer Camp Single

by D.T. Buffkin

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He musta sang a song so sweet, could make the undertaker weep Could bring the stillest heart to beat, or to cheat, cheat on me He must sang a song so sweet With words as smooth as glass He could tempt the stars to fall He could tease the green from the grass He could talk my picture off the wall But whatever lies he tells And whatever truth he bends You know the devil only builds his hell To drag the angels in Chorus Now the moon can't hold its glow The sun is ashes in the sky The roses have no reason to grow This season's love blossoms have died But I ain't gonna wait around To see the kind of fool you'll become I may be crying now but soon you'll be the crying one Guitar! Chorus
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What becomes of summer lover lovers When the fall comes rolling in? Endless days of endless wonder Sail away on golden winds What becomes of summer romance When the nights are long and cool? What becomes of summer lovers What's become of me and you? In a bar in Port Aransas I sat and looked towards the sea I combed the waves for any answers You will never return to me I beat my fists upon the cold sand Where we once lay so in love I drown the waves in a fool's tears The moon just laughs from up above Chorus Maybe in another lifetime You'd never go back to him Maybe with a different lifeline We wouldn't drown, we could swim I cry your name unto the heavens But the gods must all be deaf Perhaps they once were summer lovers And now they have no loving left Chorus

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Sometimes you go to a small beach town for a bit and hang out and drink and drug and fall in love. Then your heart breaks. This is about that. And American flag bikinis.

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released April 16, 2016

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D.T. Buffkin San Antonio, Texas

Somewhere between the AM country of yesteryear, the high and lonesome willow-whine of the ferociously stoned cosmic cowboy and the horny, rambunctiousness of '70s Brit-blues-rock resides D.T. Buffkin and his "honky tonk 'n' roll."

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