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The summer season is turning cool Though the days are still hot I been losing my green kinda like the cottonwood trees Holding on to what they've got Hello, Dodge City Tell me how do you do? Tonight I plan on making Denver I'm coming in from the east Ain't gonna miss it in the least Pardon me for saying so She had a white dove in her hand Last night I dreamed of a long black sedan Across the plains, I swear I heard her call And it took me to the end of Wichita The snow-white Rockies, move from North to South Sort of like the life I left behind I'll tell you something true Everything little thing I do I stay lonely all the time She had a white dove in her hand Last night I dreamed of a long black sedan Across the plains, I could swear I heard her call And it took me to the end of Wichita The summer season is turning cool Though the days are still hot From Letras Mania