Just a Season

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If all my days were hills to climb
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 and circles without reason
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If all I was just passing time my 
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life was just a season
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Dares and dreams and silly 
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schemes and fillies running freely
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I was young and there was no song 
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that didn't sound appealing
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I'd have my fun with a shy girl 
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and maybe hop a train
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And I'd look  back at her standing
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 in the rain
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Dirty hands and root beer stands 
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and money like a river
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Making deals to see how it feels to
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 get more than you're giving
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I'd have my fun with a gamblin man
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 and bluff him with my face
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And it's drinks for everybody in 
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the place
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If all my days were hills to climb
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 and circles without reason
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If all I was just passing time my 
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life was just a season
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Shouting crowds and mummers 
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shrouds and people going crazy
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Always said what was in their heads
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 it surely was amazing
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I had my fun in the bull ring and
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 never got a scar
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It really wasn't hard to be a star
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If all my days were hills to climb
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 and circles without reason
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If all I was just passing time my 
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life was just a season