summer days where did you go you ve made me feel so bad clouds fill the sky gone is the dream my happy hunting ground wild buffalo played and i never saw a rainy day but it looks like summer days ain t coming back march april may june and july ah you took me for a fool big chief he lie cold wind blows cruel ah so cold to make you die mountain breeze ocean bay and i never saw a rainy day but it looks like them summer days ain t coming back laredo tornado adios amigos what can you do when your dream world is gone and your friends and lovers too oh no no no no no west winter street under the ground the air that makes you choke towers of concrete hellish go round were there when i awoke city sky pouring down with rain that can never hope to ease the pain and it looks like summer days ain t coming back laredo tornado adios amigos laredo tornado adios amigos