Seasons in the Sun

Goodbye to you my trusted friend
we’ve known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we climed trees and hills
Learned of love and ABC’s skined our hearts and skined 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 as we clime now it’s seems we’re 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