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Southern Ontario Sunset
J. P. Riemens (2004)

When I was a boy, barely a kid,
I met a girl with long flowing hair,
The places we went, the things that we did,
The love that we made was real

Now school's out for summer and I'm in the field,
Picking tobacco and earning my pay,
Saving my money, to get me some wheels,
So that we could just drive away

And like a Southern Ontario sunset,
She burns in the back of my mind,
Though summer is gone, she's still the one,
I think about all the time

She lived in the village, I lived in my car,
She had a music hall out her back door,
The music was loud, it was fresh, young and proud,
And I never heard nothing so real

But now that highway is calling, It's pulling my strings,
I gotta see if there's something out there,
Help me, I'm falling, I'm losing my wings,
To the girl with the long flowing hair

And like a Southern Ontario sunset,
She burns in the back of my mind,
Though summer is gone, she's still the one,
I think about all the time

And like an angel from heaven, she lets go my hand,
She says, she'll be here, waiting next year,
But both of us know, this is goodbye,
And the love that we made was real

And like a Southern Ontario sunset,
She burns in the back of my mind,
Though summer is gone, she's still the one,
I think about all the time

Though summer is gone, she's still the one,
I think about ...