Ella Fitzgerald - It Might As Well Be Spring Lyrics

Lyrics It Might As Well Be Spring - Ella Fitzgerald



I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm
I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string
I'd say that I had spring fever
But I know it isn't spring
I am starry-eyed and vaguely-discontented
Like a nightingale without a song to sing
Oh, why should I have spring fever
When it isn't even spring?
I keep wishing I were somewhere else
Walking down a strange new street
Hearing words that I've never heard
From a man I've yet to meet
I'm as busy as a spider spinning daydreams
I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing
I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud
Or a robin on the wing
But I feel so gay in a melancholy way
That it might, as well, be spring
It might, as well, be spring



Writer(s): RICHARD RODGERS, OSCAR HAMMERSTEIN 2ND


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