SPRING SONG Alan Bell Early one evening as I strode along, I heard a girl singing an old country song To welcome the new days, the coming of spring, The bleak winter over, new life to begin CHORUS: Love is a pleasure and love is a pain Love is desire to share yet again The sweetness of caring, the joy and the tears Love everlasting, enduring the years She sang it so sweetly, she sang it so fine I thought of my own life and all that was mine For having and holding are better than dreams And lucky in love means, more than it seems A time comes for living, a time comes for love And spring is a good time to give all you have For seasons will come and, so quickly roll on As spring brings that young girl, to sing the old song https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DKWcJ_MEGYQ
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