When It’s Comin’ Spring

When a feller’d orter feel

     Jest his very best,

Thet’s the time he up an’ feels

     Wuss than all the rest.

Feels so lazy, logy like

     Can’t do anything;

All broke up frum head to foot

     When it’s comin’ spring.

Can’t see why he feels like that,

     Night an’ noon an’ morn;

Orter feel his very best

     When ol’ winter’s gone.

Orter kick up like a colt

     Run an’ jump an’ sing,

Laugh an’ turn an’ somerset

     When it’s comin’ spring.

Orter feel his ginger then,

     Be real peart an’ gay;

Thet’s the time the ‘arly bird

     Gits the worm they say.

But it ain’t no kind uv use,

     Jest the same ol’ thing;

Allus lazy, logy like

     When it’s comin’ spring.

‘Spect dome fellers got a pull

     With ol’ natur bluff

So thet he kin make an’ sell

     Sarspariller’n stuff,

So we’ll hev to buy his goods

     Tew feel like anything;

Hev t’ do it ev’ry year

     When it’s comin’ spring.

March 9, 1902