SUMMER IS OVER Fred J. Eaglesmith

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Well summer is over, the turnstiles are seized,
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The ferris wheel turns by itself in the breeze.
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And the big diesel engines idle out on the lawn.
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Summer is over and my baby's gone.

And the roller coaster pulls at its pins.
The bumper boats drift out and they drift back in.
And the September breezes are bringing winter along.
Summer is over and my baby's gone.

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And the ring that she won me is broken in pieces.
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And I sat on the hat, now it's got extra creases.

And she didn't answer, the last time I called,
To tell her they were scrubbing our names off the wall.
And she left a message and I should have known,
Summer is over and my baby's gone.

Yeah, summer is over and my baby's gone.