Текст песни Cold Summer In San Antone - John Morgan

I crawl out of bed, put my old boots on
Head off to work, then straight back home
I don't read the paper, I don't watch TV
I've had about all the bad news I need

It's been a cold summer in San Antone
Well, that Texas sun don't even feel like it's on
It's a hundred and somethin', damn near record high
But it's minus one in this bedroom tonight
I wonder if she even knows
It's been a cold, cold summer in San Antone

We had a good run and that flame burned hot
But over her's the one thing that I'm still not
I guess hell froze over 'cause that's what she swore
Would happen before she ever walked out the door

It's been a cold summer in San Antone
Well, that Texas sun don't even feel like it's on
It's a hundred and somethin', damn near record high
But it's minus one in this bedroom tonight
I wonder if she even knows
It's been a cold, cold summer in San Antone

I got a bottle of whiskey
And a mind full of memories
That I've been leanin' on
Yeah, and maybe by winter, I'll be a little less bitter
And the days won't feel so long

It's been a cold summer in San Antone
Well, that Texas sun don't even feel like it's on
It's a hundred and somethin', damn near record high
But it's minus-one in this bedroom tonight
And I wonder if she even knows
She's the only one that's movin' on
It's been a cold, cold summer in San Antone