Standard (EADGBE)
Time, time, time, see what's become of me
While I looked around,
for my possibilities
I was so hard to please
But look around, leaves are brown,
and the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Hear the Salvation Army Band
Down by the riverside, it's bound to be a better ride,
than what you've got planned
Carry your cup in your hand
And look around, leaves are brown now,
and the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Hang on to your hopes, my friend
That's an easy thing to say, but if your hopes should pass away,
simply pretend; that you can build them again
Look around, the grass is high
The fields are ripe, it's the springtime of my life
Ahhh, seasons change with the scenery
Weaving time in a tapestry
Won't you stop and remember me
At any convenient time
Funny how my memory slips while looking over manuscripts,
of unpublished rhyme;
drinking my vodka and lime
I look around, leaves are brown now,
and the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Look around, leaves are brown,
there's a patch of snow on the ground 3x