Bobby Goldsboro - Summer the first time

^BIt was a ^Ahot afternoon, the ^Elast day of June, and the ^Bsun was a ^F#mdemon. ^{B F#m} The ^Aclouds were afraid, one ^Eten in the shade, and the ^Bpavement was ^F#msteamin'.^{B F#m}

I ^Atold Billy Ray in his ^Ered Chevrolet, I needed ^Btime for some ^F#mthinkin'.^{B F#m} I was ^Ajust walking by when I ^Elooked in her eye, and I ^Bswore it was ^F#mwinkin'. ^{B F#m}

^DShe was thirty-one, and I was ^Bmseventeen, ^C#mI knew nothing about love, she knew ^F#meverything. But ^DI sat down beside her on that ^Bmfront porch swing, and ^C#7wondered what the coming night would ^F#mbring.^B

The ^Asun closed her eyes as it ^Eclimbed in the skies, and it ^Bstarted to ^F#mswelter.^{B F#m} The ^Asweat trickled down the ^Efront of her gown, I ^Bthought it would ^F#mmelt her.^{B F#m}

She ^Athrew back her hair like ^EI wasn't there, she ^Bsipped on a ^F#mJulep. ^{B F#m} Her ^Ashoulders were bare, and I ^Etried not to stare, when I ^Blooked at her ^F#mtwo lips. ^{B F#m}

And ^Dwhen she looked at me, I heard her ^Bmsoftly say, 'I ^C#mknow you're young, you don't know what to ^F#mdo or say. But ^Dstay with me until the sun has ^Bmgone away, and ^C#7I will chase the boy in you ^F#maway. ^{B F#m B F#m B F#m}And then she smiled, then we ^Dtalked for a while, and we ^C#mwalked for a mile to the ^F#sea. We ^F#msat on the sand, and the ^Dboy took her hand, but he ^C#msaw the sun rise as a ^F#man.

Ten ^Ayears have gone by since ^EI looked in her eyes, but the ^Bmemory ^F#mlingers. ^{B F#m} I go ^Aback in my mind to the ^Every first time, feel the ^Btouch of her ^F#mfingers. ^{B F#m}

It was a ^Ahot afternoon, the ^Elast day of June, and the ^Bsun was a ^F#mdemon... ^{B F#m}