The Byrds — Turn Turn Turn To Everything There Is a Season

[instrumental break] [Chorus] To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn) There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn) And a time to every purpose, under Heaven [Verse 1] 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 [Chorus] To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn) There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn) And a time to every purpose, under Heaven [Verse 2] 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 [Chorus] To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn) There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn) And a time to every purpose, under Heaven [Verse 3] 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 [instrumental break] [Chorus] To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn) There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn) And a time to every purpose, under Heaven [Verse 4] 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