Turn! Turn! Turn!
To everything, turn, turn, turn
There is a season, turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven
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, 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
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time 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 rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late
(Turn, turn, turn)
(Turn, turn, turn)
(Turn, turn, turn)
(Turn, turn, turn)
To everything, turn, turn, turn
(Turn, turn, turn)
(Turn, turn, turn)
There is a season, turn, turn, turn
(Turn, turn, turn)
(Turn, turn, turn)
To everything, turn, turn, turn
(Turn, turn, turn)
(Turn, turn, turn)
There is a season, turn, turn, turn
(Turn, turn, turn)
(Turn, turn, turn)
There is a season, turn, turn, turn
There is a season, turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven
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, 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
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time 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 rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late
(Turn, turn, turn)
(Turn, turn, turn)
(Turn, turn, turn)
(Turn, turn, turn)
To everything, turn, turn, turn
(Turn, turn, turn)
(Turn, turn, turn)
There is a season, turn, turn, turn
(Turn, turn, turn)
(Turn, turn, turn)
To everything, turn, turn, turn
(Turn, turn, turn)
(Turn, turn, turn)
There is a season, turn, turn, turn
(Turn, turn, turn)
(Turn, turn, turn)
There is a season, turn, turn, turn
Credits
Writer(s): Words From The Book Of Ecclesiastes, Adaptation & Music By: Pete Seeger
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