Once I was a sentimental thing
Threw my heart away each Spring
But now a Spring romance hasn't got a chance
Promised my first dance to Winter
And all I've got to show's
A splinter for my little fling
Spring this year has got me feeling
Like a horse that's never left the post
I lie in my room staring up at the ceiling
Spring can really hang you up the most
Morning's kiss wakes trees and flowers
And to them I'd like to drink a toast
I walk in the park just to kill lonely hours
Spring can really hang you up the most
All winter long those birds they twitter twit
I know the song, "This is love, this is it!"
Heard it before and I know the score
And I've decided that Spring is a bore
Doctors once prescribed a tonic
Sulphur and molasses was the dose
That didn't help a bit, my condition must be chronic
Spring can really hang you up the most
I'm all alone, the party is over
Old man Winter was a gracious host
But when you keep praying for snow to hide the clover
Spring can really hang you up the most
Cette chanson est une reprise. Sa version originale a été créée par
Ella Fitzgerald
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