When I was young back on the farm
I could hardly wait
Till Sunday came and my true love would meet me
By the gate.

And we'd go roamin' through the countryside
Walkin' in the clover
Making love and playing games
To warm winds of summer.

Roamin' through the countryside
Walkin' in the clover
Making love and playing games
To warm winds of summer.

We'd stop and pick the daffodills
When we talked awhile
And when I asked her for a kiss
She'd look at me and smiled.

And we'd go roamin' through the countryside
Walkin' in the clover
Making love and playing games
To warm winds of summer.

Roamin' through the countryside
Walkin' in the clover
Making love and playing games
To warm winds of summer.

When the sun was sinking low
We'd leave the fields behind
To think about another day
For it was summer time.

And we'd go roamin' through the countryside
Walkin' in the clover
Making love and playing games
To warm winds of summer.

Roamin' through the countryside
Walkin' in the clover
Making love and playing games
To warm winds of summer.

Those carefree days have come and gone
And now she is my bride
And every Suday afternoon
I take her by my side.

And we go roamin' through the countryside
Walkin' in the clover
Making love and playing games
To warm winds of summer.

Roamin' through the countryside
Walkin' in the clover
Making love and playing games
To warm winds of summer...