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.