And some days shine so brightly Like gold dust in a panAnd some days you hold so lightly They go slipping right through your handsAnd those of us who are so lucky Get to grow old before we dieSometimes it seems this old life Ain't nothing but a long good-byeFallen leaves outside my window On this October nightI always grieve when the last rose of summer Is fading in frightAnd when I see the seasons changing It brings a tear unto my eyesSometimes it seems this old life Ain't nothing but a long good-byeAnd every day people leaving for some place far awayAnd every day people grieving over things they didn't do or sayAnd in the great big picture It's just a twinkle of an eyeSometimes it seems this old life Ain't nothing but a long good-byeNothing but a long good-bye Nothing but a long good-byeNothing but a long good-bye