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Seasons In The Sun - Top of the Poppers
Written by：Jacques Brel/Gerry Shephard
Goodbye to you my trusted friend
We've known each other since
We were nine or ten
Together we climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and A B C'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 girls are everywhere
Think of me and I'll 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
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
We had joy we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the stars we could reach were just starfish on the beach
We had joy we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the stars we could reach were just starfish on the beach
We had joy we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song like the seasons have all gone
All our lives we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed were just seasons out of time
