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Текст (слова) песни: The Byrds - Just A Season



Written by Roger McGuinn and Jacques Levy

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

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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