Turn Turn Turn
This song was written by Pete Seeger, and originally released by The Limeliters in 1962
Version 1 is a full studio recording
Note that the second version of Copper Wires was remastered, and this track sounds slightly less 'overblown' than on the original |
lyrics version 1
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 an' 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, an' a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time that 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 reap, a time to sow
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, with God it's not too late
There is a season, turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven
A time to be born an' 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, an' a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time that 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 reap, a time to sow
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, with God it's not too late