Once I was a sentimental thing,
Threw my heart away each spring;
Now a spring romance hasnât got a chance
Promised my first dance to winter;
All Iâve got to showâs a splinter for my little fling!
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!
Morningâs kiss wakes tres and flowers,
And to them Iâd 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 Iâve decided that spring is a bore!
Love seemed sure around the new year,
Now itâs 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!
Spring is here, thereâs no mistaking
Robins building nests from coast to coast;
My heart tries to sing so they wonât hear it breaking,
Spring can really hang you up the most!
College boys are writing sonnets,
In the "tender passion" theyâre engrossed;
But Iâm on the shelf with last years easter bonnets,
Spring can really hang you up the most!
Love came my way, I hope it would last;
We had our day, now thatâs all in the past!
Spring came along a season of son,
Full of sweet promise but womething went wrong!
Doctors once prescribed a tonic,
"sulphur and moloasses" was the dose;
Didnât help a bit, my condition must be chronic,
Spring can really hang you up the most!
All alone, the partyâs 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!