John Morgan - Cold Summer in San Antone

I crawl outta bed, put my ol' 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 burnt 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
That it's been a cold, cold summer in San Antone

I've 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
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

Written by:
Ben Hayslip, John Morgan, Will Bundy

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