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Seasons in the Sun Video (MV)




Performed By: Bobby Vinton
Length: 3:24
Written by: Jacques Brel, Rod Mckuen




Bobby Vinton - Seasons in the Sun Lyrics
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Goodbye Joe, my trusted friend
We've known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and ABC's
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees

Goodbye Joe, it's hard to die
When all the bird's are singing in the sky
Now that spring is in the air (spring is in the air)
Pretty girls are everywhere (girls are everywhere)
Think of me and I'll be there

We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills we used to climb
Were just seasons out of time

All our lives, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills we used to climb
Were just seasons out of time

Goodbye Mama, 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
I wonder how I got along

Goodbye Mama, it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air (spring is in the air)
Little children everywhere (children everywhere)
Think of me and I'll be there

We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills we used to climb
Were just seasons out of time

All our lives, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills we used to climb
Were just seasons out of time

Goodbye Marie, my trusted wife
Without you I'd have had a lonely life
You cheated lots of times, but then
I forgave you in the end
Although your lover was my friend

We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills we used to climb
Were just seasons out of time

All our lives, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills we used to climb
Were just seasons out of time

We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills we used to climb
Were just seasons out of time

All our lives, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
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Goodbye Joe, my trusted friend
We've known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and ABC's
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees

Goodbye Joe, it's hard to die
When all the bird's are singing in the sky
Now that spring is in the air (spring is in the air)
Pretty girls are everywhere (girls are everywhere)
Think of me and I'll be there

We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills we used to climb
Were just seasons out of time

All our lives, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills we used to climb
Were just seasons out of time

Goodbye Mama, 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
I wonder how I got along

Goodbye Mama, it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air (spring is in the air)
Little children everywhere (children everywhere)
Think of me and I'll be there

We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills we used to climb
Were just seasons out of time

All our lives, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills we used to climb
Were just seasons out of time

Goodbye Marie, my trusted wife
Without you I'd have had a lonely life
You cheated lots of times, but then
I forgave you in the end
Although your lover was my friend

We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills we used to climb
Were just seasons out of time

All our lives, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills we used to climb
Were just seasons out of time

We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills we used to climb
Were just seasons out of time

All our lives, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
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Writer: Jacques Brel, Rod Mckuen
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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