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Good bye to you my thrusted friend, we`ve known each other since we were
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nine or ten; together we climbed hills and trees,
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learned of love A B C; skinned our harts and skinned our knees.
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Good bye my friend it`s hard to die, when all the birds are singing in the sky
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now that the spring is in the air
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pretty girls are ev'`ry where, think of me and I`ll be there

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We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun,
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but the hills thet we climb were just seasons out of time.