Mason Williams
The moments turn to hours and the hours turn to days and I`ve seen so many lost ones pass away.
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And they`re gone. Yes, they`re gone. They are gone to stay. (Last time repeat)
The hill sides are so lovely in their springtime fine array but I`ve seen too many flowers fade away.
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The lovers pass by my window never caring if they stray but I`ve seen so many lovers lose their way.
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