See the curtains hangin' in the window, in the evenin' on 

a Friday night.

A little light a-shinin' through the window, lets me know 

everything's alright.

Summer breeze, makes me feel fine, blowing through the 

jasmine in my mind.

Summer breeze, makes me feel fine, blowing through the 

jasmine in my mind.



See the paper layin' on the sidewalk, a little music from 

the house next door.

So I walked on up to the doorstep, through the screen and 

across the floor.

Summer breeze, makes me feel fine, blowing through the 

jasmine in my mind.

Summer breeze, makes me feel fine, blowing through the 

jasmine in my mind.



Sweet days of summer, the jasmine's in bloom. July is 

dressed up and playing her tune.

When I come home from a hard day's work, and you're 

waiting there, not a care in the world.

See the smile a-waitin' in the kitchen, food cookin' and 

the plates for two.

See the arms that reach out to hold me, in the evening 

when the day is through.

Summer breeze, makes me feel fine, blowing through the 

jasmine in my mind.

Summer breeze, makes me feel fine, blowing through the 

jasmine in my mind.