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.

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 some 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.

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 song

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