A hot summers afternoon, in south Georgia
Here in the country, we got something for Ya!
Surrounded by pines, water bluer than tourquoise
Favorite summer relief, for all the girls and boys
Climbing up the tallest, closest pine tree
Everybody jumps, at the count of three
Splashing, swimming and dunking each other
Having our fun without father or mother
Bathing suits, you've got to be kidding me
We're all equal, thats the way its gotta be
Even the girls eventually relax and give in
Stripping off their clothes, down to bare skin
At first, the waters always up to their neck
But, its the boys, that their trying to check
Now, we're not strutting around out in the open
When we're playing Tag, the girls do the most groping
Its not about sex or anything like that, see
Just a bunch of kids, the same as you and me
Trying to cool down on a hot summers day
Having a great time, enjoying our play
People in the city, we feel sorry for them
They can't do this, on a simple whim
The smell of the pines and cool blue water
Is something you can't buy, sell or barter
Memories are made, each and every time
To do it all again, I'd spend my last dime
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