Rachel Harrington: Listen

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Based on a true story from my childhood: about a five year old girl who went to my school, she was found dead in the river that ran through our town. Her name was Summer.

Summer's Gone

Hey ho the night is long
Looks like it’s gonna rain
High above the mountain
Way upon the plain, son
Way upon the plain

Hey ho the night is long
Devil’s in this place
Searching for a young girl
Gone without a trace, son
Gone without a trace

Hey ho the night is long
Suffer you to roam
Summer went a'waltzing
Left without a home, son
Left without a home

Ain’t no fire, ain’t no flame
In these fields of pouring rain
Harvest time has come and gone
Still we all must carry on
The heart’ll bring you down, boy
The heart’ll bring you down

Hey ho the river’s high
On the waterwheel
Floods’ll try to take her
Looks like she’s running still, son
Looks like she’s running still

Hey ho the night is long
What’s wrong with you son?
Momma comes a’crying
Sounds like the evening’s done, boy
Sounds like the evening’s done

Ain’t no fire, ain’t no flame
In these fields of pouring rain
Harvest time has come and gone
Still we all must carry on
The heart’ll bring you down, boy
The heart’ll bring you down

Hey ho don’t you cry
Ain’t like you’ve not been told
One thing that’s for sure now
This life’ll leave you cold son
This life’ll leave you cold