BYE-BYE

Go home. Go home. Go home now.
So I’ll run and I’ll run and I’ll run until I’ve chased my blues away. (That’s right!)

Bye-bye! Stuck with it. Deal with it. Who needs it? So be it. It’s time to go.
Bye-bye! Life is short, contact sport, dollar short. Now don’t act like you don’t know.
On my own every day. Home alone ain’t my way.
So it’s time to break away. (That’s right!)
Bye-bye! Been around, fooled around, screwed around.
What goes up must come back down.
Bye-bye! Kid around, joke around, ask around.
Summer love makes the world go round.
If I’m the only one with wings to fly, then you can surely run. (That’s right!)
The party’s just begun. (That’s right!)
Better off in the long run; we had our season in the sun. (Damn right!)

Bye-bye! Born to run, in the sun, just begun, now it’s done. That sure was fun!
Bye-bye! Feeling numb and then some. Rule of thumb: bite your tongue and just let go.
You say you do, but you don’t. You say you will, but you won’t.
So it’s time to go my way. (That’s right!)
Bye-bye! Me oh my, don’t you cry, don’t ask why, don’t be shy, girl, say “bye-bye”
Bye-bye! Life goes on, carry on, party on. There’s no use in holding on.

Bye-bye! Stuck with it. Deal with it. Who needs it? So be it. It’s time to go.
Bye-bye! Life is short, contact sport, dollar short. Tell me something I don’t know.
So I’ll run and I’ll run and I’ll run until I’ve chased my blues away. (That’s right!)

Bye-bye! Been around, fooled around, screwed around. What goes up must come back down.
Bye-bye! Kid around, joke around, ask around. Summer love makes the world go round.
Bye-bye! Don’t be shy, don’t you cry, don’t ask why. It’s just life, now, girl, bye-bye.
Bye-bye! Life goes on, carry on, party on. There’s no use in holding on.
Bye-bye! Life goes on, carry on, party on. Though the memories linger on.
Bye-bye! Life goes on, carry on, party on. Yes, we’re free from this day on.
Bye-bye! Stuck with it. Deal with it. Who needs it? So be it. It’s time to go.
Bye-bye! Life is short, contact sport, dollar short. Now don’t act like you don’t know

Words, music, recording, and production by Richard Faylor
© Deep Happy Music
richardfaylor@yahoo.com
208-713-4002