Now August is a wicked month

A pleasure yet so bad

Escape from all the hopes and fears

A time to laugh a time for tears

And run away from the rest of the year

And love in the tall tall grass

Doodle a doo doo doo

The August sun's a wicked sun

It tans the cheek and leg

It warms your soul and body and

It steals the tiny voice within

It warms in vain against your sin

And love in the tall tall grass

Doodle a doo doo doo

Now August is a wicked month

It leaves the lost alone

A hand outstretched a fleeting smile

Come hither now and stay awhile

And love will warm this lonely child

Down here in the tall tall grass

Doodle a doo doo doo

Now August is a wicked month

Romances spring and die

When autumn comes the season turns

The pain of leavin' starts to burn

Reality we start to learn

From love in the tall tall grass

Doodle a doo doo doo

Doodle a doo doo doo