"Seasons In The Sun" lyrics
"Seasons In The Sun"
Goodbye to you, my trusted friend
We've known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we've climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and ABC's
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees
Goodbye, my friend, it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now, that the spring is in the air
Pretty boys are everywhere
Think of me, and I'll be there
Goodbye, Papa, please pray for me
I was the black sheep of the family
You tried to teach me right from wrong
Too much wine and too much song
Wonder how I got along
Goodbye, Papa, it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now, that the spring is in the air
Little children everywhere
When you see them, I'll be there
Goodbye, Michelle, my precious one
You gave me love and helped me find the sun
Every time that I was done
You would always come around
Get my feet back on the ground
Goodbye, Michelle, it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now, that the spring is in the air
With the flowers everywhere
Wish that we could both be there
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the stars we could reach
Were just starfish on the beach
Writer(s): Jacques Romain Brel, Rod Mc Kuen
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- Black Box Recorder Lyrics
album:
"England Made Me" (1998)
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