Drive on Down

Drive on Down
Here’s the rain, it’s knockin’ at my door,
Hand-in-hand, she comes with the tax man.
Always chasing me for just one more thing,
On my chest like the weight of the world.
I need a getaway,
But not tomorrow, I’ve got to find a better day.
A little place where the sun is shining,
The grass is green and the people are smiling.

Jump into the car with me,
Drive on down to summertime.
Jump into the car with me,
Drive on down to summertime.
Summertime.
Summertime.
The shakes as the bus passes on the street,
The window rattles it stops me from getting to sleep,
Foreign walls are closing in on me,
Invading my space like a bad dream,
Things are not what they seem
And I know you feel it too.
All of you,
All of you,
All of you…
Jump into the car with me,
Drive on down to summertime.
Jump into the car with me,
Drive on down to summertime.
Summertime.
Summertime.
Things are much nicer down there,
Though they’re really not much better.
Well, people don’t seem to mind so much
When the days are longer and the nights are hotter
You can sit in a park or a fiel all day long…
Feel the sun shining on your face and forget everything that’s wrong

Jump into the car with me,
Drive on down to summertime.
Jump into the car with me,
Drive on down to summertime.
Summertime.
Summertime.