Accords et paroles Spring Can Really Hang You Up The Most Ella Fitzgerald

Spring Can Really Hang You Up The Most

Ella Fitzgerald

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Once I was a sentimental thing
Threw my heart away each spring
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Now a spring romance hasn't got a chance  
Promised my first dance  to    winter    
All I've got to show's a splinter for my    little fling
Spring  this  year  has  got  me  feeling
Like a horse that never left the post                
I lie in my room staring up at the ceiling
Spring can really hang you up the most  
Morning's kiss wakes trees and flowers
And to them I'd like to drink a toast                
But I walk in the park just to kill the lonely hours
Spring can really hang you up the most  
All afternoon the birds twitter-twitt
I know the tune  "This Is Love This Is It"  
Heard it before and don't I know the score          
And I've decided that spring is a bore   
Love seems sure around the new year;
Now it's April love is just a ghost            
Spring arrived on time only what became of you dear
Spring can really hang you up the most         
Spring can really hang you up the most
Love came my way I thought it would last
We had our day now it's all in the past    
Spring came along a season of song     
Full of sweet promise but something went wrong       
Doctors once prescribed a tonic
Sulfur and molasses was the dose     
Didn't help one bit  my condition must be chronic
Spring can really hang you up the most  
All alone the party is over
Old man winter was a gracious host
But when you keep praying for snow to hide the clover
Spring can really hang you up the most

Spring Can Really Hang You Up The Most

Ella Fitzgerald