Summer Is Comin' In Songtext
von Nat King Cole

Cuckoo, singin′ his heart out
Robin, [Incomprehensible]
What is so rare as June in the air?

Old man goin' out fishin′
Puttin' worms in a tin
Look at him go so easy and slow

What's all the hurly-burly?
There′s an oil, there′s mighty queer
Could it be school's out early?
Could it be laughter I hear?


Feel a strange kind of stirrin′
Some thing's bound to begin
The world is dressed in her Sunday best

What is so rare as June in the air?
Look at him go so easy and slow

What′s all the hurly-burly?
There's an oil, there′s mighty queer
Could it be school's out early?
Could it be laughter I hear?

Feel a strange kind of stirrin'
Some thing′s bound to begin
The world is dressed in her Sunday best

Gee, I like to go fishin′