Chapter Five
SUN COME UP
[ a song, folk-rock ]
Sun come up, sun go down
This ol’ world keeps spinning ‘round
Seem’s there’s nothin’ really new, under the sun
Everything we do ’as already been done
Sing yeah, yeah, yeah; yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah; yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Sun go down, sun come up
Pour me a drink from that wisdom cup
Time of hate, time of war
Seems like this path’s been crossed before
Sing yeah, yeah, yeah; yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah; yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Time of love, time of peace
When is all the killin’ goin’ to cease?
Seasons come and seasons go
Seems we’re bound to reap just what we sow
Sing yeah, yeah, yeah; yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah; yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
So many days and nights we've cried
Haven't these solutions already been tried?
Seem’s there’s nothin’ really new, under the sun
Everything we do ’as already been done
Sing yeah, yeah, yeah; yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah; yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
The Flying
Hospital
DEDICATED TO: Roger
McGuinn and The Byrds;
"to everything there is a season".
*FootNote: Inspired by the The Byrds 1965 version of "Turn, Turn, Turn", by Pete Seeger
(1954). Tune and concept inspired by Prescott, Arizona folk singer David
Whitley. (See Season for
more information about the important significance of "Turn, Turn, Turn".)
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