Watching The Spring Come BY: Richard Smith
Last night those mountain breezes
See to cut me like a knife
Now I set here on my step
And watch the spring come to life
A young wasp is bussin' 'round
And I bet he's built a nest
Where he's apt to annoy me
But I always do my best
To live with all Gods creatures
From the house fly to the bee
I don't bother them at all
Long as they don't bother me
It's good to seem them fellers
Crawlin' 'round and taki' wing
'Cause when you see them steady
Then it won't be long 'til Spring
All the birds are buildin' homes
And the butterfly's are out
After a long hard winter
You feel like you want to shout
To feel the sun warm your bones
And the blossoms on the trees
Kinda makes you understand
All the buzzin' of the bees
I know winter's got her place
The Good Lord knows everything
But is he let me choose one
Don't you know it would be Spring
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