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That Was the Best
by Chamberlain
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July in a thunderstorm, and the rain shook that screened-in porch.
We were supposed to meet her parents in Duluth; we used the weather that day as an excuse.
We just laughed and talked slow while the gutters overflowed and our hearts did, too.
That was the best. Will it ever be that good again? The word reached me in Denver that day.
I knew I could get you back if you would just look in my face.
I pulled up. you were standin' in that dress.
I guess I've always been so easily impressed.
We spent three eternal days just the way that they all oughta be.
That was the best. Will it ever be that good again?
My room sat at the back of that old house.
Seventeen with a typewriter and a radio I could never play too loud.
Stayin' up chasin' the Muse all night?. Sneakin' cigarettes by the candlelight. 1
Ten hours of dreams?the sun wakes up, I go to sleep to dream some more.
That was the best. Will it ever be that good again? That was the best.
Will it ever be that good again?
July in a thunderstorm, and the rain shook that screened-in porch.
We were supposed to meet her parents in Duluth; we used the weather that day as an excuse.
We just laughed and talked slow while the gutters overflowed and our hearts did, too.
That was the best. Will it ever be that good again? The word reached me in Denver that day.
I knew I could get you back if you would just look in my face.
I pulled up. you were standin' in that dress.
I guess I've always been so easily impressed.
We spent three eternal days just the way that they all oughta be.
That was the best. Will it ever be that good again?
My room sat at the back of that old house.
Seventeen with a typewriter and a radio I could never play too loud.
Stayin' up chasin' the Muse all night?. Sneakin' cigarettes by the candlelight. 1
Ten hours of dreams?the sun wakes up, I go to sleep to dream some more.
That was the best. Will it ever be that good again? That was the best.
Will it ever be that good again?
