Summer Side Of Life, ©1971 by Gordon Lightfoot

He came down through fields of green 
On the summer side of life 
His love was ripe 
There were no illusions 
On the summer side of life 
Only tenderness 

And if you saw him now 
You'd wonder why he would cry 
The whole day long 

There was young girls everywhere 
On the summer side of life 
They talked all night 
To the young men that they knew 
On the summer side of life 
Going off to fight 

And if you saw them now 
You'd wonder why they would cry 
The whole day long 

He came down through fields of green 
On the summer side of life 
He prayed all night 
Then he walked into a house 
Where love had been misplaced 
His chance to waste 

And if you saw him now 
You'd wonder why he would cry 
The whole day long