IT WAS A HOT AFTERNOON



It was a hot afternoon, the last day of June, and the sun was a demon

The clouds were afraid, one-ten in the shade, and the pavements were steamin'

I told Billy Ray in his red Chevrolet: needed time for some thinkin'
I was just walking by when I looked in her eye, and I swore it was winkin'


She was thirty-one, I was Seventeen,

I knew nothing 'bout love, she knew everything,

So I sat down beside her on the front porch swing

And wondered what the coming night would bring...


The Sun closed her eyes, as it climbed in the skies, and it started to swelter
The sweat trickled down the front of her gown, and I thought it would melt her
She threw back her hair like I wasn't there, and she sipped on a Julie
Her shoulders were bare, and I tried not to stare as I looked at her truely.

Then she looked at me, I heard her softly say
I know you're young, and don't know what to do or say,
But stay with me until the sun has gone away
And I will chase the boy in you away."


And then she smiled, and we talked for a while,

And we walked for a mile to the sea.

We sat on the sand, and the boy took her hand

But I saw the sun rise as a man...


Ten years have gone by since I looked in her eye, but the memory lingers,
I go back in my mind to the very first time, and the touch of her fingers

'Twas a hot afternoon, the last day of June, and the sun was a demon.....