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Just a SeasonSong ratingsNot rated yet. Lyrics
If all my days were hills to climb and circles without reason
If all I was was passing time my life was just a season Tears and dreams and silly schemes and phillies running freely I was young and no song was song that didn?t sound appealing I?d have my fun with a shy girl, then maybe hop a train and I looked like I?d been 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 givin? I?d have my fun with a gambling man and bluff him with my face and it?s drinks for everybody in the place If all my days were hills to climb and circles without reason If all I was was passing time my life was just a season Shouting crowds and mummy shrouds and people goin? crazy All we said was what was in their hands it surely was amazing I had my fun in the bullring, I never got a scar It really wasn?t hard to be a star If all my days were hills to climb and circles without reason If all I was was passing time my life was just a season
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