It Might As Well Be Spring
Astrid Gilberto/Stan Getz Lyrics


The things I used to like, I don't like any more,
I want a lot of other things I've never had before,
It's just like my mamma says, I sit around and mourn
Pretending that I am so wonderful and knowing I'm adored

I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm,
I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string,
I'd say that I had spring fever,
But I know it isn't spring.
I'm as starry eyed and gravely discontented,
Like a nightingale without a song to sing.
Oh, why should I have spring fever,
When it isn't even spring?

I keep wishing I were somewhere else,
Walking down a strange new street,
Hearing words I have never never heard,
From a man I've yet to meet.

I'm as busy as a spider spinning daydreams,
I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing,
I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud,
Or a robin or a bluebird on the wing,
But I feel so gay in a melancholy way,
That it might as well be spring,
It might as well be, might as well be,
It might as well be spring.


Lyrics © Kanjian Music, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Tratore, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC



Written by: Oscar Hammerstein II, Richard Rodgers

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@benwinkel

Rest in peace beautiful Astrud. The world will miss you and your beautiful voice!

@fernandoiturburu3718

That voice, that sax in the background playing...

@vibist

Gary Burton, Stan Getz, Astrud Gilberto, Joe Hunt. Great group.

@plannedresponse

this is the song for the spring we need this 2021 morning (vernal equinox) thanks for sharing

@howardnicholson1611

A great pairing - Astrud and Stan.

@doncar9

Beautiful

@joao-geraldodamasceno1581

Divino!

@royaljrh2

Marvelous

@fikusdreams

Happy Birthday Astrud!

@xBlackShadowsZz

I heard this in the radio

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