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Bob Vickery of Philadelphia cited classics on this class, together with “Summertime” from “Porgy and Bess,” The Drifters’ “Below the Boardwalk” and Frank Sinatra’s “Summer time Wind.”

Bob Entwistle of Madison, Wis., wrote: “Apart from Christmas songs, what number of good songs about winter are there? I’m considering of Merle Haggard’s ‘If We Make It By December’ and Simon & Garfunkel’s ‘A Hazy Shade of Winter.’ They don’t actually rejoice the season, do they?”

However many summer season songs do. Simply take a look at the Seashore Boys. Or the track “Magic,” by the Automobiles. Pamela Andrada of Santa Monica, Calif., recalled its opening strains: “Summer time, it turns me the other way up/Summer time, summer season, summer season, it’s like a merry-go-round.”

Sally Haynes of Sanibel, Fla., famous that many summery songs have a sunny agenda, “enabling every one among us to create a youth of absorbing the solar, using waves and falling in love, endlessly remodeling the fact of our summers of church camp, studying lists and marching band observe. Grandma by no means will get run over by a reindeer in the summertime, as a result of she’s cruising in her little deuce coupe, eternally younger along with her sun-drenched blond locks blowing within the breeze behind her.”

A favourite of mine that I seldom see talked about in summer-song roundups is The Sundays’ “Summertime,” launched in 1997 and of no relation to the “Porgy” traditional. Take a pay attention. Each musically and lyrically, its refrain is buoyancy itself:

And it’s you and me within the summertime
We’ll be hand-in-hand down within the park
With a squeeze and a sigh and that twinkle in your eye
And all of the sunshine banishes the darkish

Curiously, many songs with titles that appear to place them as summery fare have lyrics and meanings far more sophisticated than that. Don Henley’s very good “The Boys of Summer time” and Sheryl Crow’s “Soak Up the Solar” come to thoughts.

As a result of I’m not an enormous nation music fan, I wasn’t conscious of Brad Paisley’s delightfully naughty, mischievous conversion of summertime nuisance into summertime alternative within the track “Ticks,” which Robert Smith of Huge Canoe, Ga., delivered to my consideration. I’ll go away you with this stretch of its lyrics:

I’d prefer to see you out within the moonlight
I’d prefer to kiss you method again within the sticks
I’d prefer to stroll you thru a discipline of wildflowers
And I’d prefer to test you for ticks.