That Summer by Brooks Jefferson

I used to call this the porn song because even though it's a fairly tame song by lyrics, I always thrust my hips with the line, she had the need to feel the thunder.

The video isn't Garth, I get tired of putting his videos on here only be to deleted because apparently Garth doesn't have enough money to let his songs be free for us poor folk on YouTube. Since he's not on Spotify either, I assume it's all about the all mighty dollar.

I went to work for her that summer

A teenage kid so far from home

She was a lonely widow woman

Hell-bent to make it on her own

We were a thousand miles from nowhere

Wheat fields as far as I could see

Both needing something from each other

Not knowing yet what that might be

'Til she came to me one evening

Hot cup of coffee and a smile

In a dress that I was certain

She hadn't worn in quite a while

There was a difference in her laughter

There was a softness in her eyes

And on the air there was a hunger

Even a boy could recognize

She had a need to feel the thunder

To chase the lightning from the sky

To watch a storm with all its wonder

Raging in her lover's eyes

She had to ride the heat of passion

Like a comet burning bright

Rushing headlong in the wind

Now where only dreams have been

Burning both ends of the night

That summer wind was all around me

Nothing between us but the night

When I told her that I'd never

She softly whispered that's alright

And then I watched her hands of leather

Turn to velvet in a touch

There's never been another summer

When I have ever learned so much

We had a need to feel the thunder

To chase the lightning from the sky

To watch a storm with all its wonder

Raging in each others eyes

We had to ride the heat of passion

Like a comet burning bright

Rushing headlong in the wind

Now where only dreams have been

Burning both ends of the night

I often think about that summer

The sweat, the moonlight and the lace

And I have rarely held another

When I haven't seen her face

And every time I pass a wheat field

And watch it dancing with the wind

Although I know it isn't real

I just can't help but feel

Her hungry arms again

She had a need to feel the thunder

To chase the lightning from the sky

To watch a storm with all its wonder

Raging in her lover's eyes

She had to ride the heat of passion

Like a comet burning bright

Rushing headlong in the wind

Now where only dreams have been

Burning both ends of the night

Rushing in long in the wind

Now where only dreams have been

Burnin' both ends of the night

• This is the 502nd song on this blog.
• This is the 4th song by Garth Brooks on this blog.
• This is the 18th song released in 1992 on this blog.
• This is the 68th song listed in the Country genre on this blog.