Spring by Ivor Gurney
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Spring Lyrics

Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king;
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!

The palm and may make country houses gay
Lambs frisk and play, the [shepherds pipe]1 all day
And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!

The fields breathe sweet, the daisies kiss our feet
Young lovers meet, old wives a-sunning sit
In every street these tunes our ears do greet
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
Spring! The sweet Spring!

Spring Q&A

Who wrote Spring's ?

Spring was written by Ivor Gurney & Thomas Nashe.

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