Turn Turn Turn

TURN TURN TURN  

© 1959 by Pete Seeger



To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn) 


There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn) 


And a time for 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 for 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



To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn) 


There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn) 


And a time for every purpose, under Heaven



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 for every purpose, under Heaven



A time to gain, a time to lose 


A time to rend, a time to sew 


A time to love, a time to hate 


A time for peace, I swear it's not too late



To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn) 


There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn) 


And a time for every purpose, under Heaven