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