It Might As Well Be Spring
Ella Fitzgerald Lyrics


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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 mama 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.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Ella Fitzgerald's song It Might As Well Be Spring express the restlessness and yearning for something new and exciting that one might experience during a time of transition. The singer proclaims that they no longer find satisfaction in the things they used to enjoy and instead long for new experiences. They recognize their own arrogance in believing themselves to be wonderful and adored while simultaneously feeling discontented with their current existence. The use of similes emphasizes their restless state, describing themselves as a willow in a windstorm and a puppet on a string.


Furthermore, the singer expresses a desire to be somewhere else, meet someone new, and hear new things. They compare themselves to a nightingale without a song to sing, longing for a purpose or direction. Despite not seeing any signs of spring, they feel giddy and cheerful in a melancholic way, suggesting a sense of hope for change and new beginnings.


Overall, the lyrics of It Might As Well Be Spring contemplate the possibility of new beginnings and the search for purpose and direction in life.


Line by Line Meaning

The things I used to like, I don't like any more
I have lost interest in the things I used to enjoy in the past


I want a lot of other things I've never had before
I desire new experiences that I have never had before


It's just like my mama says, I sit around and mourn
As my mother said, I am sulking and not doing anything productive


Pretending that I am so wonderful and knowing I'm adored
Although I pretend to be amazing and loved, deep down I feel differently


I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm
I am very anxious and can't sit still


I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string
I feel nervous and agitated


I'd say that I had spring fever
I feel restless and excited for new experiences, but it's not necessarily because it's springtime


But I know it isn't spring
I am aware that the time of year doesn't account for my current feelings


I'm as starry eyed and gravely discontented
I am both hopeful and dissatisfied with my current situation


Like a nightingale without a song to sing
I feel like I don't have a purpose or anything to contribute


Oh, why should I have spring fever
I question why I feel this way when there's no specific reason for it


I keep wishing I were somewhere else
I daydream of being in a different place


Walking down a strange new street
I desire to explore a new environment


Hearing words I have never never heard
I want to encounter novel and unfamiliar concepts


From a man I've yet to meet
I crave to meet someone new who will bring curiosity and excitement to my life


I'm as busy as a spider spinning daydreams
I spend a lot of time lost in my thoughts and fantasies


I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing
I feel lightheaded, excited and happy


I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud
I haven't had any physical indications of spring


Or a robin or a bluebird on the wing
I haven't seen any birds that would indicate that it's springtime


But I feel so gay in a melancholy way
Even though I am experiencing a downward emotion, I still feel joyful


That it might as well be spring
My emotions feel so much like springtime that it doesn't matter if it isn't actually spring


It might as well be, might as well be, it might as well be spring
My feelings are so indicative of springtime that it doesn't matter if it actually is spring or not




Lyrics © IMAGEM MUSIC INC
Written by: OSCAR HAMMERSTEIN 2ND, RICHARD RODGERS

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闕毓瑩

歌詞

I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm
I'm as jumpy as puppet on a string
I'd say that I had spring fever
But I know it isn't spring
I am starry eyed and vaguely discontented
Like a nightingale without a song to sing
O why should I have spring fever
When it isn't even spring
I keep I were someone else
Walking down a strange new street
And hearing words that I've never head
From a girl I've yet to meet
I'm as busy as spider spinning daydreams
Spinning spinning daydreams
I'm as giggy as a baby on a swing
I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud
Or a robin on the wing
But I feel so gay in a melancholy way
That it might as well be spring
It might asWell beSpring



n00se

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 starry-eyed and vaguely 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 that I have 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 on the wing

But I feel so gay
In a melancholy way
That it might as well be spring

And that's why I feel this way
And yet I know it's not spring today
But it might as well be spring



jil davison

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 am starry eyed and vaguely discontented
Like a nightingale without a song to sing
O 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 that I've never head
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 on the wing

But I feel so gay in a melancholy way
That it might as well be spring
It might as well be spring



All comments from YouTube:

Paul Riofski

My favorite song from "State Fair" and a marvelous performance by Ella, one of the greatest voices of the 20th century; way to go, catman!

Romy Igoe

SO many fine versions of this! You can't really go wrong with Ella..

闕毓瑩

歌詞

I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm
I'm as jumpy as puppet on a string
I'd say that I had spring fever
But I know it isn't spring
I am starry eyed and vaguely discontented
Like a nightingale without a song to sing
O why should I have spring fever
When it isn't even spring
I keep I were someone else
Walking down a strange new street
And hearing words that I've never head
From a girl I've yet to meet
I'm as busy as spider spinning daydreams
Spinning spinning daydreams
I'm as giggy as a baby on a swing
I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud
Or a robin on the wing
But I feel so gay in a melancholy way
That it might as well be spring
It might asWell beSpring

William L Robinson

Great song sung by Queen Ella!! Vocals do not get better than this by Ella.

n00se

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 starry-eyed and vaguely 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 that I have 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 on the wing

But I feel so gay
In a melancholy way
That it might as well be spring

And that's why I feel this way
And yet I know it's not spring today
But it might as well be spring

Dawn Latta

Ella Fitzgerald was a one of a kind singer & had a way with a song!

dangading dangading

It just doesn't get any better than this.

Randall Sundeen

Pure Elegance!!!!

Julie De Leon

So nice rendition

Loretta Burnell

Love that song THANK YOU

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