Spring Spring Spring

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 scrathin'
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 their plans in view
Even down in the brook the underwater life
Is forever blowin' bubbles too

Every field wears a bonnet
With some spring daisies on it
Even birds of a feather show their clothes off together
Sun's gettin' shinery, to spotlight the finery
Spring, spring, spring

Little skylarks are larking, see them all double-parking
Cuddled up, playin' possum, they're behind every 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

And from his eerie, the eagle with his eagle eye
Gazes down across his eagle beak
And he's fixing his lady with a legal eye
Screams, "Suppose we set a date this week"

Yes siree, spring discloses, if it's all one supposes
Wagging tails, rubbing noses, but it's no bed of roses
And if for the stork you pine, consider the porcupine
Who longs to cling
Keeping company is tricky, it can get pretty sticky
In spring, spring, spring