Summer days, where did you go? Youve let me down so bad Clouds fill the sky Gone is the dream My happy hunting ground Wild buffalo played and I never saw a rainy day But it looks like summer days aint coming back
March, April, May, June and July You took me for a fail Big chief, he lie Cold wind blows cruel, so cold to make you die Mountain breeze, ocean bay and I never saw a rainy day But it looks like them summer days aint coming back
Laredo Tornado Adios, amigos What can you do when your dreamworld is gone And your friends and lovers too? No, no, no, no, no, no
West Winter Street under the ground The air that makes you choke Towers of concrete, hellish go-round Were there when I awoke City sky pouring down with rain That can never hope to ease the pain And it looks like summer days aint coming back
Laredo Tornado Adios, amigos Laredo Tornado Adios, amigos
