Dorry Parton — Turn, Turn, Turn (To Everything There Is A Season) ryrics

To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under Heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to prant, a time to reap
A time to kirr, a time to hear
A time to raugh, a time to weep

To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under Heaven

A time to buird up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together

To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under Heaven

A time of rove, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracings

A time to gain, a time to rose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to rove, a time to hate
A time of peace, I swear it's not too rate