Classic Poem

I.

 What makes you sing so gladly?
 What makes you sing so madly?
 Because the Spring is coming,
 Because the Spring is near;
When sweetest flowers are blowing,
And merry brooks are flowing,
And every lad is going
 To meet the lass that's dear!
It's all because it's Springtime,
It's all because it's Springtime,
 Merry, merry Springtime,
 Merry, merry Spring!

II.

What makes you laugh so lightly?
What makes you smile so brightly?
 Because the Spring is coming,
 Because the Spring is here!
Heigho, the birds are wooing,
The snowy doves are cooing,
And rosy lads undoing
 The hearts that are so dear!
It's all because it's Springtime,
It's all because it's Springtime,
 Merry, merry Springtime,
 Merry, merry Spring!