About the song
Pete Seeger’s “Turn! Turn! Turn!” is a song that has transcended generations and musical genres. Originally penned in 1959, its lyrics, drawn from the Book of Ecclesiastes, offer a timeless perspective on the cyclical nature of life. With its simple yet profound message, the song has resonated with audiences of all ages.
Seeger’s choice to adapt biblical verses into a folk song was a bold one, but it proved to be a masterstroke. The lyrics, filled with imagery of seasons, birth and death, and the ebb and flow of life, create a powerful and evocative atmosphere. The song’s repetitive chorus, “Turn! Turn! Turn! To everything there is a season,” serves as a constant reminder of the ever-changing nature of our existence.
While Seeger’s original version is a classic in its own right, it was the Byrds’ iconic rendition that propelled the song to international fame in 1965. The Byrds’ adaptation infused the song with a psychedelic rock sound, giving it a fresh and contemporary feel. Their version became a cultural phenomenon, topping charts around the world and cementing the song’s place in music history.
The enduring appeal of “Turn! Turn! Turn!” lies in its ability to connect with listeners on a deep emotional level. Its message of acceptance, patience, and the inevitability of change is as relevant today as it was when the song was first written. Whether you’re facing the challenges of life or simply seeking solace in a familiar melody, “Turn! Turn! Turn!” offers a timeless and comforting reminder that everything has its season.
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Lyrics
To everything, turn, turn, turn
There is a season, turn, turn, turn
And a time to 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 to 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 to 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 to every purpose under heaven
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
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