Summer Love Page #3

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That...

That I wanted to give up

all the people I drink with,

the saloon,

the memories.

I've dreamed that I could not

run away from them.

But it's only a dream,

wasn't it?

Talk back.

[whistles]

# [male chorus humming]

[neighing]

It was your baby.

I wrote you about it

many times,

but there was never a reply.

Later, I would only

write to you

to ask for money...

for the baby.

And there was just one letter

that came from you.

An army document.

It said you got

decorated and promoted.

Then I wrote no more letters.

I didn't want the baby anymore.

I went down to the stable...

with a stick.

I did it by myself.

It was laying down there.

There was this

little white dog

which came to me...

and started to whimper out loud.

It whimpered louder and louder

and wouldn't leave,

attracted by the smell of blood.

I heard someone coming,

so I grabbed the dog.

There will be no life

for me here

if they knew that

I've killed the baby.

When I left the stable

that evening...

I left two dead bodies behind.

I knew I would be not able

to have children ever again.

Hit me.

# [humming]

It takes a lot of time

to hang a man.

[grunts]

The rope... needs to be...

tested three times.

[grunting]

I use a sandbag that's

the same weight as he is.

[chuckles]

[choking]

My-- My leg.

If...

my leg...

m-my leg...

[groaning]

[horse snorts]

Sh*t!

[groaning]

We need to get him.

[neighs]

[groaning]

[muffled scream]

[sobbing]

# [chorus humming]

I received no letters.

I wore...

a uniform.

I looked good in gray.

I used to be the best scout.

Perhaps...

the best in this country.

He used to be...

the best scout.

Perhaps--

[coughs]

the best... in the country.

[coughs]

He was...

one of the finest men we had.

[coughing]

[neighs]

[strikes match]

[chuckling]

[laughing]

With you?

Never with a man like you.

[horse neighing]

[gagging]

Why can't you?

My story is short.

I like life stories,

and I like them short.

People should be able to tell a story

of their stupid, short life in short.

I hate men that

ponder around forever.

I'm different.

Come here.

Kneel down.

Think this is Paris?

Pig!

How was it with that scumbag?

I loved...

every minute of it!

Did he...

or didn't he?

[panting]

# From June until September #

# Hearts are innocent and gay #

# For a few brief

fleeting moments #

# Summer love

drives cares away #

# Summer love comes

oh so quickly #

# Summer love goes oh so fast #

# Summer love's

a lonely highway #

# For the broken hearts

that pass #

# Now summer love-- #

[woman screaming]

You don't know anything

about the battle.

[coughing]

Four slugs I took in the gut.

[coughs]

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