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Indian Summer - Brooks & Dunn
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Indian Summer Brooks & Dunn

Indian Summer - Brooks & Dunn
[Verse 1]
The tall weeds lay flat down
On the hard flat Kansas ground
And a sad song in her head
Kept blowin' round

She barely even knew his name
But she liked the way he played the game
Everybody cheered
When he scored that last touchdown...

[Chorus]
Indian Summer
The wonder
The hunger
And the sound of distant thunder
Indian Summer

[Verse 2]
Tangled in a moment of truth
Bottle of wine in a motel room
Blue haze circled 'round
The cold gray moon

While the wind chased the leaves outside
Passion found a place to hide
Late September heat
Couldn't be denied
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