Jazz Standard - Spring Can Really Hang You Up The Most

Télécharger ce fichier MIDI karaoke gratuit en bas de cette page

Certaines langues nécessite une police de charactère installé sur votre ordinateur afin d'afficher les accents qui conviennent. Il se peut que vous observiez des problèmes d'affichages des paroles sur cette page, cependant une fois ouvert dans un lecteur de Karaoke le problème sera résolu si la police est installé

Paroles de chanson incluses dans le fichier MIDI .kar

Once I was a sentimental thing,
Threw my heart away each spring.
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;
I walk in the park
Just to kill lonely hours,
Spring can really hang you up the most!

All afternoon, those birds twiter twit,
I know the tune: "This is love, this is it!"
Heard it before and I know the score;
And I've decided that spring is a bore!

Love seemed 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 realy hang you up the most!
Spring can really hang you up the most!

Spring is here, there's no mistaking,
Robins building nest from coast to coast;
My heart tries to sing
So they won't hear it breaking,
Spring can really hang you up the most!

College boys are writing sonets,
In the "tender passion" they're engrossed;
But I'm on the shelf
With last year's Easter bonnets,
Spring can really hang you up the most!

Love came my way I hoped 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:
"Sulphur and molasses" was the dose.
Didn't help a bit,
My condition must be chronic
Spring can really hang you up the most!

All alone, the party's 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