All Summer Long Teclado

	  
Intro 
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It was nineteeneightienine, my thoughts were short, my hair was long, 
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caught somewhere between a boy and man. 
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She was seventeen and she was far from in-between, 
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it was summer-time in Northern Michigan. 

Interlude 
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Splashing through the sand-bar, talking by the camp fire, 
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it's the simple things in life like when and where. 
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We didn't have no internet, but, man, I never will forget 
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the way the moon light shined upon her hair. 


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And we were trying different things, we were smoking funny things, 
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making love out by the lake to our favourite song. 
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Sipping whisky out the bottle, not thinking ‘bout tomorrow, 
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singing ‘Sweet home Alabama’ all summer long. 

Interlude 
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Singing ‘Sweet home Alabama’ all summer long. 


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Catching walleye from the dock, watching the waves roll off the rocks, 
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she'll forever hold a spot inside my soul. 
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We blister in the sun, we couldn't wait for night to come 
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to hit that saving place of rock and roll. 


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While we were trying different things, we were smoking funny things, 
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making love out by the lake to our favourite song. 
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Sipping whisky out the bottle, not thinking ‘bout tomorrow, 
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singing ‘Sweet home Alabama’ all summer long. 

Interlude 
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Singing ‘Sweet home Alabama’ all summer long. 

Solo 
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Now nothing seems as strange as when the leaves begin to change 
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or how we thought those days would never end. 
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Sometimes I hear that song and I start to sing along 
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and think, man, I'd love to see that girl again. 


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And we were trying different things, we were smoking funny things, 
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making love out by the lake to our favourite song. 
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Sipping whisky out the bottle, not thinking ‘bout tomorrow, 
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singing ‘Sweet home Alabama’ all summer long. 

Outro 
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Singing ‘Sweet home Alabama’ all summer long. 
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Singing ‘Sweet home Alabama’ all summer long.