I was walking around on Sunday morning.
A summer breeze was in the dawnin'.
And those smells--summer smelled great to me.
Those are the kind of smells that I wait all year for.
Summer's so beautiful to me. I like 'em all but...

Listen to this summer morning.

Those big trees are up there
By the side of the rode, they're lining the road.
The sun is comin up over 'em, and those trees are dark and cool still.
The ground is still wet.
The smell of the pollen and flowers
The breeze is so neat, so sweet.
Bees buzzin' and flies not yet flyin', well there're little nits nittin'
and gnats gnattin'.

See, I was just...
I was just walking around on a summer morning,
Enjoying the breeze and these smells of the dawnin'
As the sun rose above the trees
So wet still and cool in the morning breeze.

I love the life so on summer mornings
These smells make me feel so fine.
You know, when the sun rise above the trees
They still cool, they still dark in the morning breeze.

These smells, they're so good
This summer is so fine
When the sun does rise above the trees
When they're still cool and shady in the breeze
One more time, I'm talkin' of
When the sun it rises above the trees
When they're still wet and dark in the morning breeze.

Lyrics submitted by erik.yefeng

Sunday Morning song meanings
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