Summer in the South of France

You and I on a traveler's high
It was summer in the south of France
We'd left the lights of Gay Paree behind   
One summer in the south of France
Marmalades and crowded cafes
Kisses under Roman ruins
We learned a few new words to say
Like "My darling, je t'amie beaucoup"

We bought our bread at the Boulangerie 
Cause that's the way that the French like to do it
We were in love and we knew it
That summer in the south of France  
Summer in the south of France  
We danced

Soft pastels on a carousel
Love came turning in the south of France 
We tossed our coin in a wishing well
Hearts were burning in the south of France 
Like starry nights of ol' Van Gogh
It was laissez les bon ton roulette
A lazy stroll 'long the River Rhone
While a man with an accordion played

We wined and dined at La P'tite Brasserie
Cause that's the way that the French like to do it 
We were in love and we knew it
That summer in the south of France  
Summer in the south of France  
We danced

Oooh, in the south of France
You can find a little magic on most any street
When you're walking with the one you love
It's a fait accompli 

Our tongues entwined on the Rue Saint-Marie
Cause that's the way that the French like to do it 
We were in love and we knew it
That summer in the south of France  
Summer in the south of France  
We danced

Copyright 2020 Ed Ferguson