Sweet Lemonade
Mmm Ice cold lemonade!
Mom made it every day
After we went out and played
I always looked forward to it being made
She made it just the right way
Mmm Ice cold lemonade!
Then we would drink it in the shade
It seemed like the perfect place to stay
After we went out and played
Always delicious and homemade
I can remember the taste today
Mmm Ice cold lemonade!
I wouldn’t even think to trade
A single one of those days
After we went out and played
From the drink i could never be swayed
After I drank it i would always say
Mmm Ice cold lemonade!
After we went out and played
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