Younger Summer Memories
(words and music by Randy Wayne Belt and Brian Olen Kious)

I was waiting by the willows
Did not want to be seen
Hear crickets by the windows

Down by the creek don't you know where i really want to be

I was waiting for this girl
I was young and so was she
Had brown hair with no curls

Didn't know that she did but she hid by the same willow tree

Those Younger Summer Memories
Those days of blended memories

Followed me through that summer
Seemed like all eternity
But me, I hardly noticed
Naive blinded blinded little me

Those Younger Summer Memories
(Those younger Summer memories)
Those Younger Summer Memories

Oh, I was hoping that you'd come back
Oh, and would you remember me
Oh no, think...

Years went by and next I saw her
I was a faded memory
Found herself another vision

That's how it goes, heaven knows, when you're young and free

Those Younger Summer Memories
(those younger summer memories)
Those days of blended memories
Those Younger Summer Memories
(those younger summer memories)

Those Younger Summer Memories
They float away upon the breeze

Those younger summer memories...


(P) & (C) 2013 Barleyfields Records (ASCAP); Randall Belt (ASCAP); Brian Kious (ASCAP)


Song notes:

Randy sings the leading vocal on this up beat summerlike tune.  Brian and Randy sing the harmony parts together and Brian is on the harmonica towards the end of the song a little added treat.  This song came together in its present form in the studio and kind of musically wrote itself.