(::DICKON::)
Winter's on the wing
Here's a fine spring morn'
Comin' clean through the night
Come the May I say
The winter's taking flight
Sweeping dark cold air
Out to sea, spring is born
Comes the Day I say
And you'll be here to see it
Stand and breathe it all the day
Stoop and feel it, stop and hear it
Spring, I say
And now the sun is climbin' high
Rising fast, on fire
Glaring down through the gloom
Gone the gray I say
The sun spells the doom
Of the winter's reign
Ice and chill must retire
Come the May say I
And you'll be here to see it
Stand and breathe it all the day
Stoop and feel it, stop And hear it
Spring, I say
I say, be gone, ye howling gales
Be off, ye frosty morns
All ye solid streams begin to thaw
Melt, ye waterfalls
Part, ye frozen winter walls
See, see now it's starting
And now the mist is liftin' high,
Leavin' bright, blue air
Rollin' clean 'cross the moor
Comes the May I say
The storm'll soon be by
Leavin' clear blue sky
Soon the sun will shine
Comes the day, say I
And you'll be here to see it
Stand and breathe it all the day
Stoop and feel it, stop, and hear it
Spring, I say
