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We'll drink horse bark root beer

and sit on your back stairs

and I'll whisper in your hair

in the summer air

in the summer air

And the sweat will roll down our backs

and we'll follow animal tracks

to a tree in the woods

and a hole in the leaves we'll see

the bright baby eyes of a chickadee

how will I know

how will I know

how will I know

how will I know

And the sweat will roll down our backs

and we'll follow animal tracks

to a tree in the woods

and a hole in the leaves we'll see

the bright baby eyes of a chickadee

the bright baby eyes of a chickadee