Sangtekst: Eugene Kelly. Oomalama. Indian Summer.

Breakfast in the cemetery
Boy taste them wild cherry
Touch girl, apple blossom
Just a boy playing possum
We'll come back for Indian Summer
And go our separate ways
What is that cheerful sound?
Rain falling on the ground
We'll wear a jolly crown
Buckle up we're homeward bound
We'll come back for Indian Summer