Summer of 77 - lavieannerose

Lyrics & Music by Annerose De Cruyenaere

Photography by Annerose & Marcel De Cruyenaere

Editing: Annerose De Cruyenaere ©2018


Summer of '77


And while mum was combing my hair

She told me the tales on the boaA

about Joseph of Arimathea

who took little Jesus there

to the free Glastonbury Fayre


We walked through a tunnel of trees

The drums played a steady beat

The air filled with patchouly

With woodsmoke and something sweet

The hippies danced naked and free


Summer of seventyseven

on the glorious and magical Seventh of the Seventh

Stimulating the earth

With the love of the heavens


The Tor could be seen miles away

Tipi tents, horses and hay

Kites flying, children play

They talked about aliens and leylines

I would always remember this day


Summer of seventyseven

on the glorious and magical Seventh of the Seventh

Stimulating the earth

With the love of the heavens


Dance in the firelight

In this Zum Zum Zummernight

One more night let’s feel high

Before Elvis Presley dies

Before Rockstars fall from the sky


Summer of seventyseven

on the glorious and magical Seventh of the Sevent

Stimulating the earth

With the love of the heavens


Annerose De Cruyenaere


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