| Lyrics: | Written by: John Mellencamp and George Green
In these long, hot summer days,
need a way
to cool ourselves down.
Pop off the top of that Chevrolet,
drive through the carwash, laugh
and fall around.
Smokin' the old Ducados the old man got down in Spain.
Eatin'
eggs and French fries on the side.
Ride that Harley Davidson in the hot summer heat.
Lord
knows that I just love to ride.
Go by and pick up that Kentucky girl.
She knew me when
I got my start.
Oh yeah, those were different days...
CHORUS
in the valley of the
thundering hearts,
thundering hearts
thundering hearts
thundering hearts
Get
your greasy hair, girl, right on my face.
This old redneck's on fire, burnin' up.
Give us a
kiss, baby, make it on the same place.
Humidity's about to drive me all crazy
wild.
Pretty soon, the sun will be goin' down,
and this little town will be cool and
dark.
Forget about heaven. Let me stay here forever
CHORUS
in the valley of the
thundering hearts
thundering hearts
thundering hearts
thundering hearts |
