It Might As Well Be Spring

I'm as (G)restless as a (Bm)willow in a (G)windstorm,

I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a (Dm7)string.

(G7)I'd (C)say that I (Cdim)had spring (G)fever,

(Bb)but I (D7)know it isn't (Gmaj7)spring.

I am (G)starryeyed and (Bm)vaguely (G)discontented,

like a nightingale without a song to (Dm7)sing.

(G7)Oh, (C)why should I (Cdim)have spring (G)fever (Bb)when it (D7)isn't even (G)(G7)spring?

(Am)I keep wishing I were (Dm7)somewhere else,

walking down a strange (G7)new (C)street,

(Am)hearing words that I have (F#m)never (B7)heard from a (A7)man I've yet to (D7)meet.

I'm as (G)busy as a (Gmaj7)spider spinning (G)day dreams,

I'm as giddy as a baby on a (Dm7)swing.

(G7)I (C)haven't seen a (Cdim)crocus or a (G)rosebud,

or a (D7)robin on the (B7)wing,

(E7)but I (A7)feel so gay in a (D7)melancholy way that it (G7)might as well be (A7)spring.

(Cm)It (Em7)might as (D7)well be (Ab)spring.