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It was August of '79, I had just met 15
In years and once on the streets of New Jersey
Both happened too fast but memories linger on
Memories linger on

We were boys not even close to being men
It was the summer of being 15 - Thurman

I remember hearing the news, we had a game to play
We dedicated that day, me and Phil A
My memory tells me we went 8 for 9 with 10 RBIs
Like the way only boys could do, playing hard with tears in their eyes

We were boys not even close to being men
It was the summer of being 15 - Thurman

Boyhood heroes don't come too often
"Days of past," have been many
From little boys to almost old men
Now talking about life's burdens

We were little boys not close to being men.
It was the summer of night moves, the summer of darkness
The summer we believed in heroes
Summer of being 15 - Thurman