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Spring, Spring, Spring - Johnny Mercer/Gene Depaul 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 henfolk are hatchin' while,
their menfolk are scratchin' to insure the survival
of each brand new arrival.
Each nest is twittering,
They're all baby sittering.
Spring, spring, spring!
It's a beehive of budding son and daughter life,
Ev'ry family has plans in view.
Even down in the brooke the underwater life
is forever blowing bubbles too.
Ev'ry field wears a bonnet with some spring daisies on it,
Even birds of a feather show their clothes off together,
Sun's gettin' shinery to spotlight the finery,
Spring, spring, spring!
In his hole though the gopher seems a bit of a loafer,
The industrious bever puts it down to spring fever.
While there's no antelope who feels that he can't elope,
It's Spring, spring, spring!
Slow but surely the turlte who's enormously fertile lays her eggs by the dozens,
Maybe some are her cousins.
Even the catamount is nonplussed at that a mount,
It's Spring, spring, spring!
Even out in Australia the kangerous lay of buterfat and all French fries.
If their offspring are large it might be dangerous
They've just gotta keep 'em pocket size.
Even though to each rabbit spring is more like a habit,
Not withstanding the fact is they in dulge in the practice,
Each day is mother's day, the next day some other's day,
It's Spring, spring, spring!
To it self each amoebasoftly croons,
Ach du lieber while the proud little termite
feels as large as a worm might.
Old poppa dragonflyis making his wagon fly,
It's Spring, spring, spring!
Ev'ry bug's snuggled snuggy in its own baby buggy,
and in spite of policing seems the tribe is increasing.
'Cause Missus Katydid once did what her matey did,
It's Spring, spring, spring!
Daddy Long legs is stretching out his creaking joints,
And how busy can a bumble be?
Flitting hither and thither she keeps seeking joints
with a spare room and a nursery.
Each cocoon has a tenant so they hung out a pennant
"Don't disturb, please keep waiting;
we are evacuating."
This home's my momma's,
I'll soon have my own domecile
It's Spring, spring, spring!

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