I used to think a love song was none of my affair,
But one fine Spring I heard a certain music in the air.
April played the fiddle and my heart began to dance,
And I was so surprised to find my arms around romance.
April played the fiddle and I memorised the tune,
And later on a dream and I went singing to the moon.
Then May began to gossip, and June just winked her eye,
And you should have seen the know-It-All expression on July!
April played the fiddle, ah but here's the funny part,
I had to pay the fiddler with my one and only heart!
But one fine Spring I heard a certain music in the air.
April played the fiddle and my heart began to dance,
And I was so surprised to find my arms around romance.
April played the fiddle and I memorised the tune,
And later on a dream and I went singing to the moon.
Then May began to gossip, and June just winked her eye,
And you should have seen the know-It-All expression on July!
April played the fiddle, ah but here's the funny part,
I had to pay the fiddler with my one and only heart!