Summer days, where did you go,
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You've let me down so bad,
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Clouds fill the sky,
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Gone is the dream
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My happy hunting ground.
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Wild buffalo played and I never saw a rainy day.
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But it looks like summer days ain't coming back.
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March April May, June and July,
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You took me for a fall.
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Big chief he lie,
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Cold wind blows cool, so cold to make you die.
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Mountain breeze, ocean bay and I never saw a rainy day.
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But it looks like them summer days ain't comming back.
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CHORUS
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Laredo Tornado,
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Adios amigos
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What can you do, when your dream world is gone.
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And your friends and lovers too.
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West Winter Street under the ground,
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The air that makes you choke,
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Towers of concrete, helish go-round,
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Were there when I awoke
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City sky, pouring down with rain
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That can never hope to ease the pain.
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And it looks like summer days ain't coming back.
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CHORUS
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Laredo Tornado
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Adios amigos.
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Laredo Tornado
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Adios amigos.
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Laredo Tornado
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Electric Light Orchestra |