Cifras
Just a Season

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        C#m                                    G#m                                         A                            B7    E  
If all my days were hills to climb and circles without reason
        C#m                              G#m                                 A                    B7            E  
If all I was just passing time my life was just a season
E                                                    F#m                                      A                                         E  
Dares and dreams and silly schemes and fillies running freely
                                                          C#m                                    A                                                 B7  
I was young and there was no song that didn't sound appealing
          A                                              B7                            E                            F#m  
I'd have my fun with a shy girl and maybe hop a train
                     A                                            B7                                    E  
And I'd look    back at her standing in the rain
E                                         F#m                                            A                                 E  
Dirty hands and root beer stands and money like a river
                                                     C#m                                 A                                                      B7  
Making deals to see how it feels to get more than you're giving
             A                                            B7                                    E                                            F#m  
I'd have my fun with a gamblin man and bluff him with my face
                        A                                         B7                      E  
And it's drinks for everybody in the place
        C#m                                    G#m                                         A                              B7            E  
If all my days were hills to climb and circles without reason
        C#m                              G#m                                 A                    B7            E  
If all I was just passing time my life was just a season
E                                                 F#m                                            A                              E  
Shouting crowds and mummers shrouds and people going crazy
                                                        C#m                                      A                                      B7  
Always said what was in their heads it surely was amazing
        A                                         B7                            E                              F#m  
I had my fun in the bull ring and never got a scar
          A                              B7                            E  
It really wasn't hard to be a star
        C#m                                    G#m                                      A                              B7    E  
If all my days were hills to climb and circles without reason
        C#m                            G#m                                    A                    B7            E  
If all I was just passing time my life was just a season