(G)Once there was a (Bm)thing called (C)spring,

when the (C6)world was writ ing (D7)vers es like (Gmaj7)yours (Bm)and (C)mine.

(G)All the lads and (Bm)girls would (C)sing

when we (C6)sat at lit tle (D7)ta bles and (Gdim)drank May wine.

Now A pril, (D7)May and June are sad ly (C)out of tune.

(Am7)Life has stuck the pin in the bal (D)loon.

(Gdim)Spring

is (G6)here!

(Gdim)Why does n’t my heart go (G6)danc ing?

(G7)Spring

is (C)here!

(G7)Why is n’t the waltz en (C)tranc ing?

(G)No de sire, no am bi tion (C)leads

(G)me;

(Em)may be it’s be (Em)cause no bod y (A7)needs

(D)me.

(Gdim)Spring

is (G6)here!

(Gdim)Why does n’t the breeze de (G6)light me?

(G7)Stars

ap (C)pear.

(G7)Why does n’t the night in (C)vite me?

(G)May be it’s be (Bm)cause no bod (Em)y (A7)loves

(D)me.

(Bm)Spring

(Em)is (Am9)here,

I (G)hear!

(Gdim)Spring

is (G6)here!

(Gdim)Why does n’t my heart go (G6)danc ing?

(G7)Spring

is (C)here!

(G7)Why is n’t the waltz en (C)tranc ing?

(G)No de sire, no am bi tion (C)leads

(G)me;

(Em)may be it’s be (Em)cause no bod y (A7)needs

(D)me.

(Gdim)Spring

is (G6)here!

(Gdim)Why does n’t the breeze de (G6)light me?

(G7)Stars

ap (C)pear.

(G7)Why does n’t the night in (C)vite me?

(G)May be it’s be (Bm)cause no bod (Em)y (A7)loves

(D)me.

(Bm)Spring

(Em)is (Am9)here,

I (G)hear!

(Cm)hear!