A Few More Seasons

  (G)                         (C)
A few more tiring days still face us
  (D)                         (G)
a few more weary nights will come.
                            (C)
Will all be on our way to heaven
                         (G)
when a few more seasons come.


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Mother first was called to heaven
left our home all alone.
Dad took sail and soon joined her
they're reunited on gods home.

In springtime when the flowers 
blossom
spreading their fragrance through 
the air
walking through the little 
churchyard
soon we'll all be resting now.