Seasons in the sun

SEASONS IN THE SUN ................................ FGood bye to you my thrusted friend, we`ve known each other since we wereGm...........C7................................. Fnine or ten; together we climbed hills and trees,F.................Gm...................C7 ....................F learned of love A B C; skinned our harts and skinned our knees.F ..........................................................Gm Good bye my friend it`s hard to die, when all the birds are singing in the sky.............. C7................Fnow that the spring is in the airF...........................Gm ................C7................Fpretty girls are ev'`ry where, think of me and I`ll be thereF..................................GmWe had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun,.........................C7............................... F but the hills that we climb were just seasons out of time.Goodbye Papa, please pray for meI was the Black Sheep of the FamilyYou tried to teach me right from wrongToo much wine and too much songWonder how I got alongGoodbye Papa, it's hard to dieWhen all the bird's are singing in the skyNow that the spring is in the airLittle Children everywhereWhen you see them I'll be thereWe had joy, we had fun, we had Seasons in the sunBut the wine and the song like the Seasons have all goneWe had joy, we had fun, we had Seasons in the sunBut the wine and the song, like the Seasons, have all goneGoodbye Michelle, my little oneYou gave me Love and helped me find the sunAnd every time when I was downYou would always come aroundAnd get my feet back on the groundGoodbye Michelle, it's hard to dieWhen all the birds are singing in the skyNow that the spring is in the airWith the flowers everywhereI wish that we could both be thereAll our lives we had fun, we had Seasons in the sunbut the stars we could reach were just starfish on the beach We had joy, we had fun, we had Seasons in the sunBut the stars we could reach were just starfish on the beachWe had joy, we had fun, we had Seasons in the sunBut the wine and the song, like the Seasons, have all gone