Standard (EADGBE)

Time, time, time, see what's become of me

While I looked around,

for my possibilities

I was so hard to please

But look around, leaves are brown,

and the sky is a hazy shade of winter

Hear the Salvation Army Band

Down by the riverside, it's bound to be a better ride,

than what you've got planned

Carry your cup in your hand

And look around, leaves are brown now,

and the sky is a hazy shade of winter

Hang on to your hopes, my friend

That's an easy thing to say, but if your hopes should pass away,

simply pretend; that you can build them again

Look around, the grass is high

The fields are ripe, it's the springtime of my life

Ahhh, seasons change with the scenery

Weaving time in a tapestry

Won't you stop and remember me

At any convenient time

Funny how my memory slips while looking over manuscripts,

of unpublished rhyme;

drinking my vodka and lime

I look around, leaves are brown now,

and the sky is a hazy shade of winter

Look around, leaves are brown,

there's a patch of snow on the ground 3x