Seasons In The Sun: Rod McKuen

Seasons In The Sun

Goodbye to you, my trusted friend.
We’ve known each other since we’re nine or ten.
Together we climbed hills or trees.
Learned of love and ABC’s,
skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.
Goodbye my friend, it’s hard to die,
when all the birds are singing in the sky,
Now that the spring is in the air.
Pretty girls are everywhere.
When you see them I’ll be there.
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the hills that we climbed
were just seasons out of time.

Goodbye, Papa, please pray for me,
I was the black sheep of the family.
You tried to teach me right from wrong.
Too much wine and too much song,
wonder how I get along.
Goodbye, Papa, it’s hard to die
when all the birds are singing in the sky,
Now that the spring is in the air.
Little children everywhere.
When you see them I’ll be there.
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the wine and the song,
like the seasons, all have gone.

Adieu, Francoise, my trusted wife;
Without you I’d have had a lonely life.
You cheated lots of times but then,
I forgave you in the end
Though your lover was my friend.
Adieu, Francoise, it’s hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky.
Now that spring is in the air
With your lovers everywhere,
Just be careful; I’ll be there.
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the stars we could reach
were just starfish on the beach

 

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About layanglicana

Author of books on Calcutta, Delhi and Dar es Salaam, I am now blogging as a lay person about the Church of England and the Anglican Communion. I am also blogging about the effects of World War One on the village of St Mary Bourne, Hampshire.
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12 Responses to Seasons In The Sun: Rod McKuen

  1. Pingback: Seasons In The Sun: Rod McKuen | michellegilstrap

  2. What a great post Laura, I love this song, one of my favorites from my youth. Reposted.

  3. Interesting – I only know the slightly more upbeat Terry Jacks version, with its weird key changes. I’ve always liked the melody and the words.

    I read somewhere that it’s a version of a tongue-in-cheek song in French.

  4. Reblogged this on Greatpoetrymhf's Weblog and commented:
    One of THE inspirations Rod McKuen thanks kindly for sharing this Laura Sykes

  5. Pingback: Seasons In The Sun: Rod McKuen | Poetry for ins...

  6. Pingback: Seasons In The Sun: Rod McKuen | Greatpoetrymhf's Weblog

  7. Wonderful and very appropriate today xx

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