Spring Spring Spring 1953 Seven Brides For Seven Brothers

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 07 May 2006
2006

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
It's Spring, Spring, Spring!
All the hen folk are hatchin'
while their menfolk are scratchin'
to insure the survival
of each brand new arrival.
Each nest is twitterin'
They're all baby sitterin',
It's Spring, Spring, Spring!
It's a beehive of budding
son and daughter life,
ev'ry family has plans in view.
Even down in the brook
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,
It's Spring, Spring, Spring!

In his hole, though the gopher
seems a bit of a loafer,
the industrious beaver
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 turtle
who's enormously fertile
lays her eggs by the dozens,
maybe some are her cousins.
Even the catamount
is nonplussed at that amount,
it's Spring, Spring, Spring!
Even out in Australia the kangaroos
lay of butter fat 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,
notwithstanding the fact is they
indulge in the practise,
each day is mother's day,
the next day some other's day,
it's Spring, Spring, Spring!

To itself each amoeba softly croons:
"Ach du lieber,"
while the proud little termite
feels as large as a worm might.
Old poppa dragon fly
is making his wagon fly,
it's Spring, Spring, Spring!
Ev'ry bug's snuggled snugly
in its own baby buggy,
and in spite of policing
seems the tribe is increasing.
'Cause Missus Katy did
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 mommas,
I'll soon have my own domicile."
It's Spring, Spring, Spring!

Soft karaoke
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Spring Spring Spring 1953
Music by Gene de Paul
Lyrics by Johnny Mercer
from "Seven Brides For Seven Brothers"
© 1953 by Loew's Inc. N.Y.
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Sunday 07 May 2006 at 11.58
in association with Doug Grierson
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