Long, Hot Summer, The


It was him!|He did it.

in my corn again.

so I put it in my pen.

I told him he could have his hog back|when he paid me a dollar pound fee.

- What did he say to that?|- "He didn't say nothin'."

But yesterday|I got his answer, all right.

My barn burned!

lowest creature there is.

I can't find against you,|Quick. There's no proof.

But I can give you|some advice.

and don't come back to it.

You're the judge.

That'll do. Take your belongings|and get out before dark.

The long

Hot summer

Seems to know every time

You're near

And the touch of a breeze

Gently stirs all the trees

And a bird wants to please

My ear

The long

Hot summer

Seems to know what a flirt

You are

Seems to know your caress

Isn't mine to possess

How could someone possess

A star

But you may long for me

Long before the fall

the winds announce

That winter's come to call

And meanwhile

I'll court you

And meanwhile

I'll kiss you

my lonely arms

Will hold you


And meanwhile

The long

Hot summer

Slowly moves along

Oh, so slowly

Moves along

Moves along

You like a lift|to town?

Never walk|when I can ride.

- Just push 'em out of your way.|- Thank you, ma'am.

I went shopping in those Memphis stores|this morning and just went wild.

Alligator bag, figured print,|summer shoes.

Which is all a laugh considering|we live in Frenchman's Bend...

and nobody's gonna see 'em but|redneck farmers and immediate family.

I don't care though.|I got my morale to keep up.

- Are you two country girls?|- Country?

- Are you two country girls?|- Country?

Our little town's the most nowhere place|in the state of Mississippi.

You can believe me when I tell you|it laces you in tight as a corset.

And as far as social amusements|are concerned, there are none.

Well, that's all right.|I'm a quiet-livin' man myself.

I only know one reason|for living quiet.

That's if you're too old|to live any other way.

In other words, you two girls just|take your fun where you can find it?

Don't jump to any conclusions,|young man.

- We're giving you a ride, that's all.|- Where are you headed?

I go as far as you go,|ma'am.

You sound free as a bird.|Doesn't he sound free as a bird, Clara?

Clara's wondering what kind of a bird,|aren't you, Clara?

If you aren't|a mind reader.

Clara here's a schoolteacher|and mighty finicky about her reputation.

She didn't want|to pick you up.

I said, "Why not?|There's two of us and one of him."

She said, "'Cause he|looks mean and dirty."

I'd say that lady is|a real fine judge of character.

You've got no regard|for the safety of your person...

the way you drive this Lincoln car.

I'm getting a fallen kidney joltin'|around this countryside with you.

the man to see around here.

You can find him over at our house|most any time.

You two girls|belong to Varner?

We two girls most particularly|belong to Varner.

How does a man make a living|around here?

- Honest or dishonest?|- Let me hear what's open.

Now, a fella that's hardworkin'|and clean-livin'...

can plant cotton|in the bottomland...

corn along the edge|of the hills.

If he ain't particular, he can|make whiskey in a homemade still.

he can sell.

Well, what happens|if a federal man comes by?

Ooh, they've been known|to come by.

Also been known|to disappear.

Hey, um, not entirely.

No, not entirely.

Missing man's shoes might show up,|or his hat...

maybe even|his suspenders.

'Course somebody else|is wearing them.

You a federal man?

Well, let's say|I'm a farmer, Dad.

Uh-huh.|Let's just say so.

If you was to follow that road over|there, you'd come to a tenant farm.

You could work|if you have a mind to.

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