If all I was was passing time my life was just a season
Dirty hands and root beer stands and money like a river
It really wasn't hard to be a star
If all my days was hills to climb and circles without reason
I'd have my fun with a shy girl and maybe hop a train
And I'd look back at her standing in the rain
Shouting crowds and mummer's shrouds and people going crazy
Dares and dreams and silly schemes and fillies running freely
Always said what was in their heads it surely was amazing
I was young and no song was sung that didn't sound appealing
And it's drinks for everybody in the place
I'd have my fun with a gamblin man and bluff him with my face
If all my days was hills to climb and circles without reason
If all I was was passing time my life was just a season
I had my fun in the bull ring and never got a scar
Making deals to see how it feels to get more than you're giving
If all my days was hills to climb and circles without reason
If all my days was hills to climb and circles without reason
If all I was was passing time my life was just a season
