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C#mG#mAB7E
If all my days were hills to climb and circles without reason
If C#mall I was just G#mpassing time my Alife was B7just a Eseason
EDares and dreams and F#msilly schemes and Afillies running fEreely
I was young and there C#mwas no song that Adidn't sound appealiB7ng
I'd Ahave my fun with a B7shy girl and Emaybe hop a F#mtrain
And I'd Alook back at her B7standing in the Erain
EDirty hands and rF#moot beer stands and Amoney like a rEiver
Making deals to see C#mhow it feels to Aget more than you're gB7iving
I'd hAave my fun with a B7gamblin man and Ebluff him with my F#mface
And it's Adrinks for everybB7ody in the Eplace
C#mG#mAB7E
If all my days were hills to climb and circles without reason
If C#mall I was just G#mpassing time my Alife was B7just a Eseason
EShouting crowds and F#mmummers shrouds and Apeople going Ecrazy
Always said what was C#min their heads it Asurely was amaziB7ng
I hAad my fun in the B7bull ring andE never got a F#mscar
It rAeally wasn't B7hard to be a Estar
C#mG#mAB7E
If all my days were hills to climb and circles without reason
If C#mall I was justG#m passing time my Alife was B7just a Eseason
Copyright @ 1971 Blackwood Music Inc.,
Patian Music & Jackelope Publishing Co.
From the "Untitled" LP Columbia Records 1970
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