It Might As Well Be Spring Lyrics - Evening With George Shearing & Mel Torme - George Shearing

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 even spring 

I'm as starry eyed and vaguely discontented 

Like a nightingale without a song to sing 

Oh, why should I have spring fever 

When I know 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 a man I have yet to meet 

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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 

Yes, it might, might as well be spring 

Oh, I keep wishing I were somewhere else 

Walking down a strange new street 

Hearing words that I have never, never heard 

From a man I have yet to meet 

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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 

My, I feel so gay in a melancholy way 

That it might as well be spring 

Yeah, it might, might as well be spring