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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Howard Keel
Howard Keel
Performer
Howard Keel, Tommy Rall, Russ Tamblyn, Matt Mattox, Alan Davies, C Parlato, Robert Wacker,Gene Lanham, M Spergel, Bill Lee, Virginia Gibson, Barbara Ames, Betty Allan, Betty Noyes, Marie Vernon
Howard Keel, Tommy Rall, Russ Tamblyn, Matt Mattox, Alan Davies, C Parlato, Robert Wacker,Gene Lanham, M Spergel, Bill Lee, Virginia Gibson, Barbara Ames, Betty Allan, Betty Noyes, Marie Vernon
Performer
MGM Studio Orchestra
MGM Studio Orchestra
Orchestra
Norma Zimmer
Norma Zimmer
Performer
Tommy Rall
Tommy Rall
Performer
Russ Tamblyn
Russ Tamblyn
Performer
Matt Mattox
Matt Mattox
Performer
Barbara Ames
Barbara Ames
Performer
C Parlato
C Parlato
Performer
Virginia Gibson
Virginia Gibson
Performer
Betty Noyes
Betty Noyes
Performer
Alan Davies
Alan Davies
Performer
Betty Allan
Betty Allan
Performer
Gene Lanham
Gene Lanham
Performer
M Spergel
M Spergel
Performer
Robert Wacker
Robert Wacker
Performer
Bill Lee
Bill Lee
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gene de Paul
Gene de Paul
Composer
Johnny Mercer
Johnny Mercer
Composer
Bob Franklyn
Bob Franklyn
Orchestrator

Texty

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
Spring, spring, spring
All the hen-folk are hatchin'
While their men-folk are scratchin'
To ensure the survival of
Each brand new arrival
Each nest is twitterin'
They're all baby-sitterin'
Spring, spring, spring
It's a beehive of buddin' son and daughter life
Every family has plans in view
Even down in the brook the underwater life
Is forever blowing bubbles too
Every male little mallard
Honks a heart-rending ballad
From the stream where he sloshes
In his web-foot galoshes
He gurgles brimmingly
"We'll get along swimmingly"
Spring, Spring, Spring
Every field wears a bonnet
With some spring daisies on it
Even birds of a feather
Show their clothes off together
Suns gettin' shinery
To spotlight the finery
Spring, spring, spring
From his eyrie, the eagle with his eagle eye
Gazes down across his eagle beak
And a fixin' his lady with the legal eye
Screams "Suppose we set the date this week"
Yes siree spring disposes
That it's all one supposes
It's a real bed of roses
Waggin' tails, rubbin' noses
Each day is mother's day
The next is some other's day
When all is king
Written by: Gene de Paul, Johnny Mercer
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