Spring Spring Spring

Well now, 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 henfolk are hatchin' while their menfolk are scratchin'

To ensure the survival of each brand-new arrival

Each nest is tweeting, they're all babysittering

Spring, spring, spring

Why, it's a beehive of budding son-and-daughter life

Every family has plans in view

Even down in the brook, the underwater life

Is forever blowin' bubbles too

Little skylarks are larking, see them all double-parking

Cuddled up or playin' possum, they're behind ev'ry blossom

Even the bubble-ink is merrily wobble-ink

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

Spring, spring, spring

Each cocoon has a tenant, so they hung out a pennant

"Don't disturb, please, keep waiting, we're evacuating

This home's my mama's isle, soon have my own domicile"

Spring, spring, spring

Even out in Australia, the kangaroos

Lay off butterfat and all French fries

If their offspring are large, it might be dangaroos

Why, they've just got to keep them pocket-size

Even though to each rabbit spring is more like a habit

Notwithstanding, the fact is they indulge in the practice

Why, each day is Mother's Day, the next day some other's day

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 Papa Dragonfly is makin' his wagon fly

It's spring, spring, spring

And from his eyrie, the eagle with his eagle eye

Gazes down acrost his eagle beak

And a-fixing his lady with a legal eye

Screams, "Suppose we set the date this week"

Ah, yessiree, spring discloses, if it's all one supposes

Waggin' tails, rubbin' noses, but it's no bed of roses

And if for the stork you pine, consider the porcupine who longs to cling

Keepin' comp'ny is tricky, it can get pretty sticky

In the spring, spring, spring