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Bob Dylan In The Summertime Lyrics

Last updated: 04/03/2013 02:37:45 PM

I was in your presence for an hour or so
Or was it a day ? I truly don't know
Where the sun never set, where the trees hung low
By that soft and shining sea
Did you respect me for what I did
Or for what I didn't do, or for keeping it hid ?
Did I lose my mind when I tried to get rid
Of everything you see ?

In the summertime, ah in the summertime
In the summertime, when you were with me.

I got the heart and you got the blood
We cut through iron and we cut through mud
Then came the warning that was before the flood
That set everybody free
Fools they made a mock of sin
Our loyalty they tried to win
But you were closer to me than my next af kin
When they didn't want to know or see.

In the summertime, ah in the summertime
In the summertime, when you were with me.

Strangers, they meddled in our affairs
Poverty and shame was theirs
But all that suffering was not to be compared
With the glory that is to be
And I'm still carrying the gift you gave
It's a part of me now, it's been cherished and saved
It'll be with me unto the grave
And then unto eternity.

In the summertime, ah in the summertime
In the summertime, when you were with me.

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In The Summertime | Reviewer: Glory Cloud Revelation | 4/3/13

A nice melancholia song for some one who is reminiscing about a time ago. This is Spring Season, the Winter is over, and the birds are singing a new song. Come away
My Beloved, Come away with a better place, happy and free from misery.
Oh, my darling, you said, you'd do anything for me, could you please wait for me, today? I'm sorry, I'm late. The Lord spoke to me a couple of hours ago just before
I was going to get the money I needed at the bank, He impressed me with the thought
to take what I would, if I were never coming back. Photographs of my Mom and Dad
who passed away, songs and drafts and poems Jesus gave me when I prayed. I love the
Lord so much, and appreciate His gift of writing He works with me with...I did not want
even one draft of His sweet inspiration to be left behind. It a product of His heart and
mine. Can you blame me. Wouldn't you save yours, too. But He did move on my heart
to be willing to leave my ministerial library of books, videos, CD's & cassettes that I cherished for many hearts if need be. I didn't know I could do that so easily, but when
I thought of you. I didn't care so much about that any more. I've got everything I need to know in my Bible and the Holy Spirit is my teacher. Summer time is out of season for us. You sounded so sad, and you will make me sad, too. God likes us to hearken to Him. Don't let the devil steal this special thing He is doing. I need you, too.