Turn! Turn! Turn!

The Byrds, (words from the book of Ecclesiastes)


(Chorus)
To Ev'rything (turn, turn turn)
There is a season (turn, turn turn)
And a time for ev'ry purpose under heaven.

A time to be born, a time to die;
A time to plant, a time to reap;
A time to kill, a time to heal;
A time to laugh, a time to weep.

(Chorus)

A time to be born, a time to die;
A time to plant, a time to reap;
A time to kill, a time to heal;
A time to laugh, a time to weep.

(Chorus)

A time to build up, a time to break down;
A time to dance, a time to mourn;
A time to cast way stones;
A time to gather stones together.

(Chorus)

A time of love, a time of hate;
A time of war, a time of peace,
A time you may embrace;
A time to refrain from embracing.

(Chorus)

A time to gain, A time to lose;
A time to rend, a time to sew;
A time to love, a time to hate;
A time for peace.  I swear it's not too late.

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