About the Song
Gene Watson’s “Love in the Hot Afternoon” is a classic country tune that captures the essence of a sultry summer romance. Released in 1975, the song quickly climbed the charts, becoming a signature piece for the talented singer.
There’s something undeniably alluring about a love affair that unfolds under the blazing sun. Watson’s song paints a vivid picture of passion and intimacy set against the backdrop of a sweltering day. The lyrics are both explicit and poetic, conveying a sense of urgency and desire.
Beyond the sensual undertones, the song also touches on themes of escape and forbidden love. The lovers seek refuge from the world in their private haven, creating a sense of mystery and intrigue. Watson’s rich, soulful voice perfectly complements the song’s mood, conveying a mix of longing and satisfaction.
What sets “Love in the Hot Afternoon” apart is its ability to evoke strong emotions while maintaining a sense of nostalgia. The song transports listeners to a simpler time when love was a passionate and exhilarating experience. It’s a timeless piece that continues to resonate with audiences decades after its release.
Whether you’re a longtime country music fan or simply appreciate a well-crafted love song, “Love in the Hot Afternoon” is sure to leave a lasting impression. It’s a sultry, seductive track that captures the heat of the moment and the enduring power of human connection.
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Lyrics: Love in the Hot Afternoon
From somewhere outside, I hear a
Street vendor cry “filet gumbo”
From my window I see him, going
Down the street and he don’t know
That we fell right to sleep
In the damp tangled sheets so soon
After love in the hot afternoonNow the bourbon street lady
Sleeps like a baby in the shadows
(In the shadows)
She was new to me, full of mystery
But now I know (but know I know)
That she’s just a girl
And I’m just a guy, in a room
Full of love in the hot afternoonWe got high in the park
This morning and we sat, without talkin’
Then she came back here
In the heat of the day, tired of walkin’
Where under her breath
She hummed to herself a tune
Of Love in the hot afternoon