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 But I walk in the park just to kill 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 molasses 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