It might as well be Spring

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 have never heard
From someone 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

- Richard Rodgers & Oscar Hammerstein II
[photo source - Thomas H. Caldwell]

Sarah Vaughan
Ella Fitzgerald
Sarah Vaughan (alt)
Rosemary Clooney
Blossom Dearie
Mel Tormé
Julie Andrews
Charles Mingus

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