Hot Summer Tears

Hot Summer Tears - Ian Tyson

Love's a hard game

Long nights full of sadness

And mornings of madness

When you play it alone

And I think of you

Feel that high and desert wind blow

I must go where my heart goes

Mi amor mi corazon

Do you remember

The hot tears of Summer

They were wet on your pillow

As they fell from your eyes

And with the dawn I would gather my horses

Riding south I'm gonna find you

Under cold winter skies

With the dawning I will gather my horses

Riding south I'm gonna find you

Under cold winter skies

The Summers are long down on the coast of Mexico

And I would fly there tonight

Had I but the wings to go

Hot Summer tears how they fell from you pretty eyes

I'll dry them you'll see if you leave it to me

Este amore

So feel I'm in I so I gose

Be said around the tea

We will leave far behind

The troubles that have followed me

Hot Summer tears

How they fell from you pretty eyes

I will dry them you'll see

If you leave it to me

Hot Summer tears how they fell from you pretty eyes

I'll dry them you'll see if you leave it to me

Mi amor bobore