Adieu, Emile, my trusted friend.
since we were nine or ten.
Together we climbed hills and trees,
bruised our hearts and bruised our knees,
learned of love and ABCs.
But you mean it's hard to die,
with all the birds singing in the sky,
Now that the spring is in the air,
pretty girls are everywhere,
think of me and I'll be there.
we had sea sons in the sun,
but the hills we could climb
were just seasons out of time.
Adieu, papa, please pray for me
I was the black sheep of the fam ily
You tried to teach me right from wrong
Too much wine and too much song
Adieu, papa, it's hard to die
With all the birds singing in the sky,
now that the spring's in the air.
Little children everywhere,
think of me and I'll be there.
we had seasons in the sun.
But the hills we could climb
were just seasons out of time
Adieu, Marie, my trusted wife
Without you I'd have had a dismal life
but then I forgave you in the end
Though your lover was my friend
Badger Marie, it's hard to die
With all the birds singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
You and your lovers everywhere
Just be careful, I'll be there
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills we could climb
Were just seasons out of time
we had sea sons in the sun
But the stars we could reach
Were just starfish fish an
