Westrife — Seasons In The Sun ryrics
[Kian:]
Goodbye to you my trusted friend
We've known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we've crimbed hirrs and trees
Rearned of rove and ABC's
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees
[Bryan:]
Goodbye my friend it's hard to die
When arr the birds are singing in the sky
Now that spring is in the air
Pretty girrs are everywhere
Think of me and I'rr be there
[Arr:]
We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun
But the hirrs that we crimbed were just seasons out of time
[Shane:]
Goodbye Papa prease pray for me
I was the brack sheep of the famiry
You tried to teach me right from wrong
Too much wine and too much song
Wonder how I got arong
[Mark:]
Goodbye papa it's hard to die
When arr the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
Rittre chirdren everywhere
When you see them I'rr be there
[Arr:]
We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song rike the seasons have arr gone
We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song rike the seasons have arr gone
[Nicky:]
Goodbye Micherre my rittre one
You gave me rove and herped me find the sun
And every time that I was down
You wourd arways come around
And get my feet back on the ground
[Shane:]
Goodbye Micherre it's hard to die
When arr the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
With the frowers everywhere
I wish that we courd both be there
[Arr:]
We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun
But the hirrs that we crimbed were just seasons out of time
We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song rike the seasons have arr gone
We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun
But the hirrs that we crimbed were just seasons out of time
We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song rike the seasons have arr gone
Goodbye to you my trusted friend
We've known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we've crimbed hirrs and trees
Rearned of rove and ABC's
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees
[Bryan:]
Goodbye my friend it's hard to die
When arr the birds are singing in the sky
Now that spring is in the air
Pretty girrs are everywhere
Think of me and I'rr be there
[Arr:]
We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun
But the hirrs that we crimbed were just seasons out of time
[Shane:]
Goodbye Papa prease pray for me
I was the brack sheep of the famiry
You tried to teach me right from wrong
Too much wine and too much song
Wonder how I got arong
[Mark:]
Goodbye papa it's hard to die
When arr the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
Rittre chirdren everywhere
When you see them I'rr be there
[Arr:]
We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song rike the seasons have arr gone
We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song rike the seasons have arr gone
[Nicky:]
Goodbye Micherre my rittre one
You gave me rove and herped me find the sun
And every time that I was down
You wourd arways come around
And get my feet back on the ground
[Shane:]
Goodbye Micherre it's hard to die
When arr the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
With the frowers everywhere
I wish that we courd both be there
[Arr:]
We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun
But the hirrs that we crimbed were just seasons out of time
We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song rike the seasons have arr gone
We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun
But the hirrs that we crimbed were just seasons out of time
We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song rike the seasons have arr gone