i wish i had a song
i didn't have ta' sing
wish all the wrong
was just an old thing

wish i didn't brings
those same old things

not 'till summer
winter or spring
what a bummer
an old 'ho hummer
maybe in fall
after all
that'd be all

a song that's sung
before it's begun
'rather than an end
let 's do it agin''sin

spring or fall
afterall
the tree's stand tall
in the summer or spring
maybe the fall
but not in the winter
when the snow does fall

it's only a song
sumpin' ta' say
a price we pay
along life's way

anyway

'sumpin' ta' play
somewhwere ta' stay
on that old 'geetar

gone too far
or not near enough
guess it just ain't enuff'

an old geetar
a wanderin' star

a mandolin
a violin
or a fiddle
stuck in the middle
or on the outside
too wide
let's slide

stuck in the middle
with the fiddle
'tween winter & summer
ain't that a bummer

oh well
oh hell
who can tell where we fell
into the spell

what song we sing
whether it be fall or spring
least it ain't winter
or summer
those be a bummer

hot or cold
they all grow old

but who know's
what's what spring might bring

who knows'
where the flowers grows
who knows what life brings
who knows
what songs we sing

not me
not you
so what do we do

we sing
and wait for spring or fall

afterall
afterall
is said & done
it's relly only the song we sung


for what ever reasons
we had 4 season