If All My Days Were Hills To Climb And Circles Without Reason
If All I Was Was Passing Time My Life Was Just A Season

Tears And Dreams And Silly Schemes And Phillies Running Freely
I Was Young And No Song Was Song That Didn't Sound Appealing
I'd Have My Fun With A Shy Girl, Then Maybe Hop A Train
And I Looked Like I'd Been Standing In The Rain

Dirty Hands And Root Beer Stands And Money Like A River
Making Deals To See How It Feels To Get More Than You're Givin'
I'd Have My Fun With A Gambling Man And Bluff Him With My Face
And It's Drinks For Everybody In The Place

If All My Days Were Hills To Climb And Circles Without Reason
If All I Was Was Passing Time My Life Was Just A Season

Shouting Crowds And Mummy Shrouds And People Goin' Crazy
All We Said Was What Was In Their Hands It Surely Was Amazing
I Had My Fun In The Bullring, I Never Got A Scar
It Really Wasn't Hard To Be A Star

If All My Days Were Hills To Climb And Circles Without Reason
If All I Was Was Passing Time My Life Was Just A Season