Turn! Turn! Turn!

The Byrds
Lyrics introduced by Joao Campos
Email: joao_campos@grupo.bfe.pt

To Everything ... Turn! Turn! Turn!
There is a season ... Turn! Turn! Turn!
And a time to every 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

To Everything ... Turn! Turn! Turn!
There is a season ... Turn! Turn! Turn!
And a time to every purpose under Heaven.

A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together

To Everything ... Turn! Turn! Turn!
There is a season ... Turn! Turn! Turn!
And a time to every purpose under Heaven.

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

To Everything ... Turn! Turn! Turn!
There is a season ... Turn! Turn! Turn!
And a time to every purpose under Heaven.

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

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Soft karaoke
Words
BASS
ELEC PIANO
LEAD GUITAR
RHYTHM GUITAR
MELODY
BD
SN
HH
CRASH
SIDESTICK
RIDE
HH OPEN
H TOM
M TOM
L TOM

CHORUS
VERSE
VERSE
BREAK
VERSE
TAG