The Kinks

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Winter time is coming
All the sky is grey
Summer birds aren't singing
Since you went away

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Since you've been gone, end of the season
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Winter is here, close of play
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I get no kicks walking down Saville Row.
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There's no more chicks left where
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the green grass grows and I know that

Winter is here, end of the season
My reason's gone, close of play
I just can't mix in all the clubs I know
Now Labour's in, I have no place to go

You're on a yacht near an island in Greece
Though you are hot, forget me not
I will keep waiting until your return

Now you are gone, end of the season
Winter will come any day
Back in the scrum on a wet afternoon
Down in the mud, dreaming of flowers in June
End of the season
End of the season