| 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 |
