Just a Season

The Byrds

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    If all my days was hills to climb and circles without reason
    If all I was was passing time, my life was just a season

    Dares and dreams and silly schemes and fillies running freely
    I was young and no song was sung that didn't sound appealing
    I'd have my fun with a shy girl and maybe hop a train
    And I'd look back at her standing in the rain
    Dirty hands and root beer stands and money like a river
    Making deals to see how it feels to get more than you're giving
    I'd have my fun with a gamblin man and bluff him with my face
    And it's drinks for everybody in the place

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    If all my days was hills to climb and circles without reason
    If all I was was passing time my life was just a season
    If all my days was hills to climb and circles without reason
    If all I was was passing time my life was just a season

    Shouting crowds and mummer's shrouds and people going crazy
    Always said what was in their heads it surely was amazing
    I had my fun in the bull ring and never got a scar
    It really wasn't hard to be a star

    If all my days was hills to climb and circles without reason
    If all I was was passing time my life was just a season

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    Composition: Jacques Levy and Roger McGuinn

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