It was late July or maybe June.
But I can't remember as I was struck by the light of her smile.
She might have had a white dress on. A summer tan against the lawn.
But I can't remember as I was struck by the light of her smile.
Chorus: Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh! Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh! Oh boy!
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh! Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh! A girl.
She smiled once then looked again. She called me boy maybe called me friend.
But I can't remember as I was struck by the light of her smile.
She wasn't sure that she was too. I might have said I love you.

Bridge: I'd been afraid to talk to her. I'd been watching her for awhile.
But then she smiled and winked at me

She came to me on a rising moon.
It was late July or maybe June