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. 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.
But I walk in the park
Just to k** the lonely hours.
Spring can really hang you up the most. All afternoon the birds twitter-twitt.
I know the tune. This is love, this is it.
Heard it before
And don't I know the score.
And I've decided that spring is a bore. Love seems 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. Love came my way. I thought it would last.
We had our day, now it's all in the past.
Spring came along, a season of song,
Full of sweet promise
But something went wrong. Doctors once prescribed a tonic.
Sulfur and mola**es was the dose.
Didn't help one bit.
My condition must be chronic.
Spring can really hang you up the most. 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.