Seasons of War, written & recorded by Phyl Lobl. She writes, "Written in the summer of the Vietnam War I hoped this song would not be relevant any more. I no longer have such youthful optimism. The chorus works as a round sung behind the verses." Available at https://phyllobl.net/songs/bronzewing-album/seasons-of-war/ SEASONS OF WAR (Phyl Lobl) Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, War has all the seasons. One *and two, three and four, Man will give the reasons. Soldier in the Spring of war, Knows just what he's fighting for, Told so many times before Fighting for his freedom. Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, War has all the seasons. One *and two, three and four, Man will give the reasons. Come the Summer all is growing And the fruit of war is showing Pain and hate he will be knowing Fighting for his freedom. Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, War has all the seasons. One *and two, three and four, Man will give the reasons. When his friends begin to fall And the bombs rain down on all Then he hears the Autumn call Fighting for his freedom. Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, War has all the seasons. One *and two, three and four, Man will give the reasons. Winter finds the glory gone. War is grey to look upon. Soldier wonders what he's won Fighting for his freedom. Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, War has all the seasons. One *and two, three and four, Man will give the reasons. * References I now include 'and' in this line.
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