Show in Mid-July Songtext
von Sara Storer

A big mob of cockatoos, frightened from their tree
Looks like it is snowing, blowing gently âcross the breeze
A cocky cries behind, donât leave me way back here
Iâm gonna melt beneath this sun, Iâm going to beat you to the trees.

A big old gum starts swaying, my arms are getting thin,
You birds have stripped me naked, my shadeâs not what itâs been.
What good am I to you, if you canât rest beneath my shade
So you can watch the world pass by, under the shelter that Iâve made.


Well I donât mind, and I thank you
Long time since Iâve seen you gum, or heard you cockatoo
Never felt so good, or so alive
So thank you for your little shade and the snow in mid July

I need your shade some more, that sunsetâs never late
I canât believe how time just flies, just suddenly got away
What is this all about? What makes a blue sky blue?
And why does that cocky tease you gum, why does he bother you?

Well I donât mind, and I thank you
Long time since Iâve seen you gum, or heard you cockatoo
Never felt so good, or so alive
So thank you for your little shade and the snow in mid July

So thank you for your little shade and the snow in mid July