每日一歌 Season in the sun

Penguinchen

Is there someone who can help to attach this song? Thanks a lot!

4 W/ c/ s# q7 {' [9 U# kYears before when I first heard of it, I love it until now. And it is a good surprise that Paris Spring, the marriage photographer, made this song as the background musik of my DVD. Well, the content with saying "Bye bye" doesn't really fit for marriage photos, but it tells me to cherish.

Here it the text:
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3 w( J$ Q* G5 y5 }& H1 mSEASONS IN THE SUN

Goodbye to you, my trusted friend,
+ S% j( E' @& i3 K, ^+ _( j3 P: V! Q: Swe've known each other since we were nine or ten;
  e6 i3 r- @+ u9 |- `# Rtogether we've climbed hills and trees,
2 h1 m. _6 V+ T6 c- I$ N+ m$ ylearned of love and A-B-C`s,
1 v( J( b8 w' c5 f! Pskinned our hearts and skinned our knees.
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Goodbye my friend, it's hard to die,
' Z" E. t6 s" C& r# n3 _when all the birds are singing in the sky;
now that the spring is in the air,
) `! z  u7 [/ D5 y# ~; ipretty girls are every where;
think of me and I'll be there.
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We had joy, we had fun,
2 |2 D# W( R! F7 m" |& twe had seasons in the sun;
but the hills that we climb
/ @1 b. [' D8 H1 A( ~% V" ^, Lwere just seasons out of time.
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5 m8 k! U; X$ l" q% d0 A$ {' dGoodbye, Papa, please pray for me,
! h, N" U% f9 fI was the black sheep of the family;
you tried to teach me right from wrong,
too much wine and too much song,
! u; a; J, G% N; j% M$ Awonder how I got along.

Goodbye, Papa, it's hard to die,
$ x2 b7 N; Y4 ^* i5 F' jwhen all the birds are singing in the sky;
, p3 [# s: {. T4 `0 b+ Z" Q! Nnow that the spring is in the air,
little children every where,
1 b8 U8 @( [8 ~$ A% a* E% g9 `+ Mwhen you'll see them, I'll be there.

We had joy, we had fun,
we had seasons in the sun;
, U& A, _& `. Ubut the wild and the song,
like the seasons have all gone

Chorus:
2 e7 j, K3 _4 m7 d4 J% }3 OGoodbye, Michelle, my little one,
you gave me love and helped me find the sun;
and every time that I was down,
you would always come around
and get my feet back on the ground.

* U  T4 O  U$ |0 R) w$ T0 xGoodbye, Michelle, it's hard to die,
* |7 X9 y" Y. f; Y' Y1 {' Iwhen all the birds are singing in the sky;
* q) b0 ]' P$ p$ ?2 ]now that the spring is in the air,
with the flowers every where
I wish that we could both be there.
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& q6 c* G. p. V! X) J* n/ ]We had joy, we had fun,
; Y9 a$ {7 V1 Kwe had seasons in the sun;
but the hills that we climb
were just seasons out of time.

1 ^, L" F. H) F  k" G5 nWe had joy, we had fun,
, k2 z; H" p2 m0 Q; Q! a+ X- Z0 cwe had seasons in the sun;
but the wild and the song,
8 d0 ?! U: V, B" p6 Hlike the seasons have all gone
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All our lives we had fun,
we had seasons in the sun;
But the stars we could reach
were just starfish on the beach.