A JEN的部落格

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