Sing a happy song cause Spring does not last long
A flower blooms
and then its gone
Summer follows fast, make hay while it lasts
Summer follows fast, make hay while it lasts
Dont ever dwell
upon the past
For one day you are here, and the next you are gone
For one day you are here, and the next you are gone
Every horse has
its year and every dog its day, my son
So the only thing
to feel sad about is
all the dogs and the horses youll have to outlive
all the dogs and the horses youll have to outlive
Theyll be with
you when you say good bye
Then the fall
from grace
The lines upon
your face grow deeper almost every day
Days and weeks
roll by and Winter nights draw nigh
and everything
that lives must die
But as the
curtains close and the last prayers are said
all my dogs and
my horses appear round my bed
They have come to
say one last goodbye
Goodbye
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