Sing a happy song

'cause spring does not last long

A flower blooms and then it's gone



Summer follows fast

Make hay while it lasts

Don't ever dwell upon the past



For one day you are here, and the next you are gone

Every horse has its year and every dog its day, my son

So the only thing to feel sad about is

All the dogs and the horses you'll have to outlive

They'll be with you when you say good-bye



Then the fall from grace

The lines upon your face

Grow deeper almost every day

Days and weeks roll by

And winter nights draw nigh

And everything that lives must die



But as the curtains close and the last prayers are said

All my dogs and my horses appear round my bed

They have come to say one last goodbye



Goodbye...