In my little town
We grew up playing baseball
Was hoping that we could get
Back on the field again
Except that
Frankie went to Maryland
Timmy's still in town
Mitch had cancer and survived
But Kyle's not around
Pat made it to the minors
While Michael's having kids
Matty's burning out and well
Kevin's just a dick
Summertime in the city
Summertime in the big old city
Summertime sitting pretty
Now that it's gone, give me
Summertime
In my little town
We grew up having big dreams
Was hoping that we could scream
Like when we were 17
Yeah, we were so naive
We thought that we were gonna be the ones
That would change the world
But now it seems the older we become
We still don't know where we're going
And we don't know who we are
Like our degrees in liberal arts
We were doomed right from the start
Summertime in the city
Summertime in the big old city
Summertime sitting pretty
Now that it's gone, give me
Summertime
Don't leave me behind
Don't leave me behind
Don't leave me behind
Don't leave me behind
I remember throwing around a baseball at MacArthur field with my dad
Flash forward to a couple of years
Me and my friend Erin were hanging outside the wine basket
Trying to get college kids to buy us liquor
It feels like the older I get, the further it becomes
And it feels like I'm always gonna be chasing
Summertime in the city (don't leave me behind)
Summertime in the big old city
Summertime sitting pretty (don't leave me behind)
Now that it's gone, give me
Summertime
I know you ran away
But I'm wishing you would come back
Another time, another place, another life
Maybe we could be together
In my little town
We grew up playing baseball
Was hoping that we could get
Back on the field again