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From RICKL1@IX.NETCOM.COM Sun Apr 27 11:37:08 1997
Date: Thu, 10 Apr 1997 01:28:06 GMT
From: RICKL1@IX.NETCOM.COM
To: guitar@olga.net
Subject: Just A Season     The Byrds     Chords/Words

The Byrds     Just A Season      written by Roger McGuinn/Jacques Levy

   C#m              Abm                A           B7  E
If all my days were hills to climb and circles without reason
   C#m            Abm             A        B7     E
If all I was just passing time my life was just a season
E                    F#m               A                E
Dares and dreams and silly schemes and fillies running freely
                      C#m              A                   B7
I was young and there was no song that didn't sound appealing
    A                  B7           E           F#m
I'd have my fun with a shy girl and maybe hop a train
        A                 B7              E
And I'd look  back at her standing in the rain
E                F#m                 A             E^?
Dirty hands and root beer stands and money like a river
                    C#m             A                     B7
Making deals to see how it feels to get more than you're giving
     A                 B7              E                 F#m
I'd have my fun with a gamblin man and bluff him with my face
         A                B7         E
And it's drinks for everybody in the place
   C#m              Abm                A            B7     E
If all my days were hills to climb and circles without reason
   C#m            Abm             A        B7     E
If all I was just passing time my life was just a season
E                   F#m                 A            E
Shouting crowds and mummers shrouds and people going crazy
                     C#m               A               B7
Always said what was in their heads it surely was amazing
   A                B7           E            F#m
I had my fun in the bull ring and never got a scar
    A            B7           E
It really wasn't hard to be a star
   C#m              Abm               A            B7  E
If all my days were hills to climb and circles without reason
   C#m           Abm              A        B7     E
If all I was just passing time my life was just a season

Copyright @ 1971 Blackwood Music Inc., Patian Music & Jackelope
Publishing Co.
>From the  "Untitled"  LP Columbia Records 1970