Songs grow like legends for each individual. Without your being aware of it they gather the feelings and events at the time of listening (especially if love is felt for the music). Later, perhaps only when much later, that music still contains the distilled remnants of those feelings and memories. The first time I heard Dylan's Positively 4th Street played I connected it instantly to a specific time and location in my childhood. Though I would have sworn I'd never heard the song before.
But I digress.
My vote: Summer Side of Life
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