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If all my days were hills to climb, and circles without reason
If all I was, was passing time, my life was just a season
Dares and dreams and silly schemes, and fillies running freely
I was young and no song was sung, that didn't sound appealing
I'd have my fun with a shy girl, and maybe hop a train
And I'd look back at her standing in the rain
Dirty hands and root beer stands, and money like a river
Making deals to see how it feels, to get more than you're giving
I'd have my fun with a gambling man, and bluff him with my face
And it's drinks for everybody in the place
If all my days were hills to climb and circles without reason
If all I was, was passing time, my life was just a season
If all my days were hills to climb and circles without reason
If all I was, was passing time, my life was just a season
Shouting crowds and mummers shrouds, and people going crazy
Always said what was in their heads, it surely was amazing
I had my fun in the bull ring, and never got a scar
It really wasn't hard to be a star
If all my days were hills to climb, and circles without reason
If all I was, was passing time, my life was just a season
If all I was, was passing time, my life was just a season