Goodbye to you, my trusted friend
we've known each oth'r since we were nine or ten;
together we've climbed hills and trees,
learned of love and A-B-C's,
skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.
Goodbye my friend, it's hard to die,
when all the birds are 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 joy, we had fun,
we had seasons in the sun;
but the hills that we climb
were just seasons out of time.
Goodbye, Papa, please pray for me,
I was the black sheep of the family;
you tried to teach me right from wrong,
too much wine and too much song,
wonder how I got along.
Goodbye, Papa, it's hard to die,
when all the birds are singing in the sky;
now that the spring is in the air,
little children everywhere,
when you'll see them, I'll be there.
Goodbye, Rochelle, my little one,
you gave me love and helped me find the sun;
and every time that I was down,
you would always come around
and get my feet back on the ground.
Goodbye, Rochelle, it's hard to die,
when all the birds are singing in the sky;
now that the spring is in the air,
with the flowers everywhere
I wish that we could both be there.
All our lives we had fun,
we had seasons in the sun;
But the stars we could reach
were just starfish on the beach.