Barefoot girl, she's got a pretty jewel
Telling everyone the way it shines
Barefoot boy he's a-grinnin' like a fool
Doens't really to get her off his mind
Turn around, the summer's almost over
Turn around the summer's almost gone

Barefoot girl she's a buying winter clothes
Packing everything owns and right away
Barefoot boy don't care to see her go
Would give anything if she would stay
Turn around, the summer's almost over
Turn around, until the winter comes

Late night wind is blowing awful hard
Racing all the trains down along the tracks
Barefoot boy he's a standing in the yard
Scared to go in case the barefoot girl come back
Turn around d the days are not so lonely
Turn around the summer's gone
Turn around before the night's over
Turn around no need to be alone