Once I was a sentimental thing
Throw 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
Starring 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 hoped 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

Doctor's once prescribed a tonic
Sulfur and molasses was the dose
Didn't help me a 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

Copyright: FRICON MUSIC COMPANY
Writer(s): Fran Landesman, Tommy Wolf