"Spring Spring Spring" lyrics
Johnny Mercer with The Paul Smith Trio & The Notables Lyrics
Oh, the barnyard is busy
In a regular tizzy
And the obvious reason is
Because of the season
Ma Nature's lyrical
With her yearly miracle
Spring, Spring, Spring
All the hen-folk are hatchin'
While their men-folk are scratchin'
To ensure the survival of
Each brand new arrival
Each nest is twitterin'
They're all baby-sitterin'
Spring, Spring, Spring
It's a beehive of buddin' son and daughter life
Every family has plans in view
Even down in the brook the underwater life
Is forever blowin' bubbles too
Every male little mallard
Honks a heart-rending ballad
From the stream where he sloshes
In his web-foot galoshes
He gurgles brimmingly
"We'll get along swimmingly"
Spring, Spring, Spring
Every field wears a bonnet
With some spring daisies on it
Even birds of a feather
Show their clothes off together
Suns gettin' shinery
To spotlight the finery
Spring, Spring, Spring
From his eyrie, the eagle with his eagle eye
Gazes down across his eagle beak
And a fixin' his lady with his legal eye
Screams "Suppose we set the date this week"
Yes siree spring disposes
That it's all one supposes
It's a real bed of roses
Waggin' tails, rubbin' noses
Each day is mother's day
The next is some other's day
When all is King
In a regular tizzy
And the obvious reason is
Because of the season
Ma Nature's lyrical
With her yearly miracle
Spring, Spring, Spring
All the hen-folk are hatchin'
While their men-folk are scratchin'
To ensure the survival of
Each brand new arrival
Each nest is twitterin'
They're all baby-sitterin'
Spring, Spring, Spring
It's a beehive of buddin' son and daughter life
Every family has plans in view
Even down in the brook the underwater life
Is forever blowin' bubbles too
Every male little mallard
Honks a heart-rending ballad
From the stream where he sloshes
In his web-foot galoshes
He gurgles brimmingly
"We'll get along swimmingly"
Spring, Spring, Spring
Every field wears a bonnet
With some spring daisies on it
Even birds of a feather
Show their clothes off together
Suns gettin' shinery
To spotlight the finery
Spring, Spring, Spring
From his eyrie, the eagle with his eagle eye
Gazes down across his eagle beak
And a fixin' his lady with his legal eye
Screams "Suppose we set the date this week"
Yes siree spring disposes
That it's all one supposes
It's a real bed of roses
Waggin' tails, rubbin' noses
Each day is mother's day
The next is some other's day
When all is King
