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                                                                         Good bye to you my thrusted friend, we`ve known each other since we were
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                                                  nine or ten; together we climbed hills and trees,
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                                                                learned of love A B C; skinned our harts and skinned our knees.
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                                                                               Good bye my friend it`s hard to die, when all the birds are singing in the sky
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                                  now that the spring is in the air
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                                                             pretty girls are ev#`ry where, think of me and I`ll be there

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                                                   We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun,
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                                                           but the hills that we climb 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 bird#s 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 wine and the song like the Seasons have all gone

                                                  We had joy, we had fun, we had Seasons in the sun
                                                           But the wine and the song, like the Seasons, have all gone

                                Goodbye Michelle, my little one
                                            You gave me Love and helped me find the sun
                               And every time when I was down
                             You would always come around
                                   And 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
                                   I wish that we could both be there

                                                    All our lives 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