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Night time's falling on the summerleaand suppers getting cold.Its the second time in as manyweeks he hasn't shown.He's probably chasing some old steeracross some prairie storm.When she asks him he'll just shrug andsay "that's the way things go".But he only gets into town twice a monthand he gets out as fast as he can.He don't have a phone so she can't callhim up and she never knows where he is.He smells like horses and he chews tobacco and he cusses and he spits.She's been in love a couple of times before, but never quite like this.Next month it'll be those damned oldrodeos and fairs.He'll be gone for six weeks straight to God only knows where.And he won't win any money and worst than that, he won't care. When she asks him, he'll just smilehe had a real good time out there.SongtexteBut he only gets into town twice a monthand he gets out as fast as he can.He don't have a phone so she can't callhim up and she never knows where he is.He smells like horses and he chews tobacco and he cusses and he spits.She's been in love a couple of times before, but never quite like this.Well he stops his horse, to get a lightand the water pores of his hat.Hes been out in the rain most of the nightand ought to be getting back.His been thinking about the colour of her hair and the touch of her hand.And the way she quietly smiles whenevershe looks at him.But he only gets into town twice a monthand he gets out as fast as he can.He don't have a phone so he can't callher up and he never knows where she is.She smells like flowers and perfumeand tobacco and gin.He's been in love a couple of times before, but never quite like this.He's been in love a couple of times before, but never quite like this.Night time's falling on the summerleaand suppers getting cold. Aus Songtexte Mania