Lyrics:
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Sun came out, then by April it was a fool
Raining on my parade and complaining, texting your ex while you're playing like I can't
do the same
I got
stressing
Party like there’s no consequences
We gotta live while we can
Before death takes us by the hand
Fuck it we’re young
Fuck it we’re young
Fuck it
the weak
Shape the thoughts while life is bleak
Truth is not what you were fed
Righteous march and wind up dead
Mistress pain for what you are
You've led me
Good-bye, July
Words and Music by Margo Guryan
Good-bye, July
I had a good time while you were here
Good-bye, July
I guess I'll see
It was the 29th of March
and our fever made it hard
To stay and stall to keep in shape
While magazines were trying hard to find next year's face
She
At Northampton the king was betrayed
With Lord Grey of Ruthin a deal was made
By the Earl of March and Warwick too
It allowed their troops to break
If I am lost for a day
try to find me
but if I don't come back then I won't look behind me
and all of the things that I thought were so easy
just got
compare to my old routine
I’m losing track of the days
Is it April or March I don’t know
(Uh it's actually May)
Got no pets or siblings to play with so Imma
wanna spend my life with you, with you
No matter what they'll say or do
Fall, winter, March, April, May or June
I just wanna be with you
Thousands
to Bennington town
General Stark and his Green Mountain boys
Were camped on the dewy ground
I gazed for a while and saw his sad smile
Then he softly said to me
march, april, may, june
July, and august, september october, november,
De de december
It was a great day
It was a great day
The Lord helps those who
We use to sing that song in class when we were little
That song was lit, yep
A day in the life of Soldiers who march when they step
I still know
Once we were foolish children
Playing as children play
Racing through a meadow April bright
Dreaming on a hilltop half the night
Now that we're
March and April we drifted apart
But May and June made us want to try
July flew by
And now it's August again
And I'm watching what happens
When
As a young-in always wanted
But i learned that I was impatient
(Hmm)
As I look up to the sky thank that Man right above
I've been praying for a while
April I sit on the porch
As I watch the parade pass before me
I see my old comerades, how proudly they march
Reviving old dreams and past glories
our lives looking left and
Right while we run our race
Then wonder why we're depressed and always
Finish shit in second place
Get up and get gone
You
a brick in my handbag
And a smile on my face
And barbed wire in my underwear
To shed off disgrace.
[Chorus]
One day they were marching.
A young
young
'Cause someday never comes
And then one day in April, I wasn't even there
For there were many things I didn't know
A son was born to me Mama
young
'Cause someday never comes
And then one day in April, I wasn't even there
For there were many things I didn't know
A son was born to me Mama
young
'Cause someday never comes
And then one day in April, I wasn't even there
For there were many things I didn't know
A son was born to me Mama
When I was a young man
I carried my pack
And I lived the free life of a rover
From the Murray's green basin
To the dusty outback
I waltzed my
at dawn
Would scarcely know that we were gone
(The sunrise wakes the lark to sing
Between the March and April line
One solitary bird salutes the night
scorned Britannia's might
Young Paddy Vincent died there by his side
He lost his life for what
He thought was right
We salute you Barry, Peter, Paddy, Sean
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