Summertime Bank

(capo 3rd fret)

C F
Won't ya, won't ya, won't ya come on
G C
chickadee sing me, sing me, sing that song.
C F
River, river, river run on.
G C
I'm sleepin in the sun
F
on a summertime bank.
G C
Stone skipped 33 (your age) times then sank.
F
I'm learnin how to whistle and I'm sayin' my thanks
G C C F G
to the rolling hills of home.

Starry, starry, starry nite.
Bullfrog craoaking 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 hillls of home.

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.