Ramblin' where to begin, I taste the summer on your peppery skin The wind saved, the warmer the waves, I felt a slip into a watery grave My girl, linen and curls, lips parting like a flag I'll unfurl She's grabbed the bend of her hand, digging deep into the sweep of the sand Summer arrives with the length of a line Summer blows away and quietly gets swallowed by a wave Gets swallowed by a wave Wailing the din of the day, bugs bobbing in the deep of the bay In deep and far beneath, all the dead slaves are slipping to sleep Summer arrives with the length of a line Summer blows away and quietly gets swallowed by a wave Gets swallowed by a wave Gets swallowed by a wave