She was never a summer child

No, never at all

She liked the cool of the spring

And the damp of the fall

For the heat of the summer

Made her bitchy and mean

As she watched for the hired man

Quiet and lean



She was never a summer child

No, never at all

It was the time of the creatures

That slithered and crawled

She'd stand in her window

With her back to the light

She knew I was watching

Like a moth in the night



Go down easy, go down slow

Go down easy child

There's a lot of summer left to go

There's a lot of summer left to go



She was never a summer child

At least that's what she said

She said the voices were crazy

That talked in her head

She'd tap on my door

And ask to come in

She'd move through the grass

Like a witch in the wind



Yea, that summer in Macon

The year of '45

Is burned in my brain

Till the day that I die



Go down easy, go down slow

Go down easy, go down slow

Go down easy, go down slow

Go down easy, go down slow



Go down easy, go down slow

Go down easy child

There's a lot of summer left to go

There's a lot of summer left to go



She was never a summer child

No, never at all



Go down easy, go down slow

Go down easy, go down slow

Go down easy, go down slow

Go down easy, go down slow