Every year when summer comes around They stretch a banner 'cross the main street in town You can feel somethin's happenin' in the air Well, from Carol's house up on Telegraph Hill You can see the lights going up out in Soldiers Field Getting ready, for the county fair
County fair, county fair, Everybody in town'll be there So come on, hey we're goin' down there (hey) Little girl with the long blond hair Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears Baby, down at the country fair
Now you'll be hangin' tight when we hit the top And that rollercoaster's ready to drop And your braggin', how you wasn't even scared Well baby you know I just love the sound Of that pipe organ on the merry-go-round Baby, down at the county fair
County fair, county fair, Everybody in town'll be there So come on, hey we're goin' down there (hey) Little girl with the long blond hair Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears Baby, down at the country fair
At the north end of the field they set up a stand And they got a little rock and roll band People dancin' out in the open air It's James Young and the Immortal Ones Two guitars, (baby) bass and drums Just rockin', down at the county fair
(well) County fair, county fair Everybody in town'll be there So come on, we're goin' down there Little girl with the long blond hair Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears Baby, down at the county fair
Now it's getting late before we head back to town We let that fortune wheel spin around Come on mister tell me what's waiting out there On my way out I steal a kiss in the dark Hope I can remember where our car's parked Baby, out at the county fair
Now off down the highway there's the last stream of cars We sit a while in my front yard With the radio playin' soft and low I pull Carol close to my heart And I lean back and stare up at the stars Oh I wish, never have to let this moment go.
County Fair Bruce Springsteen
Every year when summer comes around They stretch a banner 'cross the main street in town You can feel somethin's happenin' in the air Well, from Carol's house up on Telegraph Hill You can see the lights going up out in Soldiers Field Getting ready, for the county fair
County fair, county fair, Everybody in town'll be there So come on, hey we're goin' down there (hey) Little girl with the long blond hair Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears Baby, down at the country fair
Now you'll be hangin' tight when we hit the top And that rollercoaster's ready to drop And your braggin', how you wasn't even scared Well baby you know I just love the sound Of that pipe organ on the merry-go-round Baby, down at the county fair
County fair, county fair, Everybody in town'll be there So come on, hey we're goin' down there (hey) Little girl with the long blond hair Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears Baby, down at the country fair
At the north end of the field they set up a stand And they got a little rock and roll band People dancin' out in the open air It's James Young and the Immortal Ones Two guitars, (baby) bass and drums Just rockin', down at the county fair
(well) County fair, county fair Everybody in town'll be there So come on, we're goin' down there Little girl with the long blond hair Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears Baby, down at the county fair
Now it's getting late before we head back to town We let that fortune wheel spin around Come on mister tell me what's waiting out there On my way out I steal a kiss in the dark Hope I can remember where our car's parked Baby, out at the county fair
Now off down the highway there's the last stream of cars We sit a while in my front yard With the radio playin' soft and low I pull Carol close to my heart And I lean back and stare up at the stars Oh I wish, never have to let this moment go.
