season in the sun

Goodbye to you my trusted friend,
We've known each other since we're nine or ten,
Together we've climb hills and trees,
Learned of love and ABC,
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.

Goodbye my friend it's hard to die,
When all the birds are singing in the sky,
Now the spring is in the air,
Pretty girls are everywhere,
Think of me and I'll be there.

Chorus:
We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun,
But the hills that we climbed 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 is hard to die,
When all the birds are singing in the sky,
Now the spring is in the air,
Little children everywhere,
When you
see them I'll be there