text: Every year when summer comes around
  They stretch a banner cross the main street in town
  You can feel somethins happenin in the air
  Well, from Carols house up on Telegraph Hill
  You can see the lights going up out in Soldiers Field
  Getting ready, for the county fair
  County fair, county fair
  Everybody in townll be there
  So come on, hey were goin down there
   Little girl with the long blond hair
  Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears
  Baby, down at the country fair
  Now youll be hangin tight when we hit the top
  And that rollercoasters ready to drop
  And your braggin, how you wasnt even scared
  Well baby you know I just love the sound
  Of that pipe organ on the merry-go-round
  Baby, down at the county fair
  County fair, county fair
  Everybody in townll be there
  So come on, hey were goin down there
   Little girl with the long blond hair
  Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears
  Baby, down at the country fair
  At the north end of the field they set up a stand
  And they got a little rock and roll band
  People dancin out in the open air
  Its James Young and the Immortal Ones
  Two guitars, bass and drums
  Just rockin, down at the county fair
   County fair, county fair
  Everybody in townll be there
  So come on, were goin down there
  Little girl with the long blond hair
  Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears
  Baby, down at the county fair
  Now its getting late before we head back to town
  We let that fortune wheel spin around
  Come on mister tell me whats waiting out there
  On my way out I steal a kiss in the dark
  Hope I can remember where our cars parked
  Baby, out at the county fair
  Now off down the highway theres the last stream of cars
  We sit a while in my front yard
  With the radio playin soft and low
  I pull Carol close to my heart
  And I lean back and stare up at the stars
  Oh I wish, Id never have to let this moment go