(B. G. DeSylva alone)

VERSE

Life is not a highway strewn with flowers,
Still it holds a goodly share of bliss.
When the sun gives way to April showers
Here's the point that you should never miss.

REFRAIN

Though April showers
May come your way,
They bring the flowers
That bloom in May.
So if it's raining,
Have no regrets,
Because it isn't raining rain, you know,
It's raining violets.
And where you see clouds
Upon the hills,
You soon will see crowds
Of daffodils:
So keep on looking for a bluebird
And list'ning for his song,
Whenever April showers come along.