Spring this year has got me feeling
Like a horse that 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 afternoon those birds twitter-twit
I know the tune, “This is love, this is it!”
Heard it before and I know the score
And I’ve decided that spring is a bore
Love seemed sure around the New Year
Now it’s April, love is just a ghost
Spring arrived on time,
only what became of you, dear?
Spring can really hang you up the most
Spring can really hang you up the most
Once I was a sentimental thing
Threw my heart away each spring
Now a spring romance hasn’t got a chance
Promised my first dance to winter
All I’ve got to show’s a splinter
for my little fling
Love came my way, I hoped it would last
We had our day, now that’s all in the past
Spring came along a season of sun
Full of sweet promise
but something went wrong
Doctors once prescribed a tonic
“Sulphur and molasses” was the dose
Didn’t help a bit, my condition must be chronic
Spring can really hang you up the most
All alone, the party’s 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
Spring this year has got me feeling
Like a horse that 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 afternoon those birds twitter-twit
I know the tune, “This is love, this is it!”
Heard it before and I know the score
And I’ve decided that spring is a bore
Love seemed sure around the New Year
Now it’s April, love is just a ghost
Spring arrived on time,
only what became of you, dear?
Spring can really hang you up the most
Spring can really hang you up the most
Once I was a sentimental thing
Threw my heart away each spring
Now a spring romance hasn’t got a chance
Promised my first dance to winter
All I’ve got to show’s a splinter
for my little fling
Love came my way, I hoped it would last
We had our day, now that’s all in the past
Spring came along a season of sun
Full of sweet promise
but something went wrong
Doctors once prescribed a tonic
“Sulphur and molasses” was the dose
Didn’t help a bit, my condition must be chronic
Spring can really hang you up the most
All alone, the party’s 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