Summertime - Kid Rock

it was 1989my thoughts were small my hair was longcaught somewhere between a boy and a manshe was seventeen and she was far from inbetweenit was summertime in southern michigansplashing through the sand bartalking – the camp fireits the simple things in life like when and wherewe didnt have no internetbut man i will never forgetthe way the moon light shined in her hairwe were trying diffrent