When I was younger than now I amI liked swimmingso I swam
The townside of old cinnamon lanetarmac broken from sun
Up the grass cameup willow I would climb to the top
Hang and watch the water dropfrom my feet to the river below
Young strength finally wanedthen I followed
I love that glow and now I know:
Summer’s in bloomsummer’s in bloom
Light her uplet her fill the room
Speak no liesummer’s in bloom
Summer’s in bloomlight her uplet her fill the room.
Off to mugdley about the years endI shout up: ’let’s have a swim!’
I expect all my friends to say ’no’they agree so in we go!
I got a stinging nettle rash for itbut I’m so very happy that I did
I never ever ask whyI don’t care whyI just know that:
Summer’s in bloomsummer’s in bloom
Light her uplet her fill the room
Speak no liesummer’s in bloom
Summer’s in bloomlight her uplet her fill the room.
When I was younger than now I amI liked swimmingso I swam
The townside of old cinnamon lanetarmac broken from sunup the grass came.
The winter evening that I came homefound out that my girl had gone!
My father’s eye told of a place that he’d been
Strong women play their own tune.
Summer’s in bloomsummer’s in bloom
Light her uplet her fill the room
Speak no liesummer’s in bloom
Summer’s in bloomlight her uplet her fill the room.