Raleigh Hills

The river's dry, the sun is shining

The power light on main street is whining

The roads are hotter than the bottom of a frying pan

The neighbor's boy is out in the field

Fighting off the bees with a shield

That he made out of the top of a garbage can

Watermelon, sticky hands

Little League and lemonade stands

It's summer in Raleigh Hills

The old folks are cool inside

While the young kids, they all run and hide

One of them counts to a hundred up against the tree

At night all the teenagers go

They hang down there at the drive-in show

And drink all the beer they can buy on fake IDs

The nights are long and the afternoons

Are ice cream and water balloons

It's summer in Raleigh Hills

The living sure gets easy this time of year

Lazy sounds of summer are all you hear

I know the world is spinning around

But it sure feels like it slows down

In the summer in Raleigh Hills

Old Mr. Fisher is out in his yard

He takes a break from working so hard

And turns the water hose on his own head

Old Mrs. Fisher she laughs and she smiles

She says "You still act like a child"

And she goes back to working on her flower bed

The nights are long and the afternoons

Are ice cream and water balloons

It's summer in Raleigh Hills

I know the world is spinning around

But it sure feels like it slows down

In the summer in Raleigh Hills