The spring has come at last,
The winter's from us past,
Our fields are full of flowers
in full bloom.
Our rivers all run free,
Our tree begins to leaf,
Our nights grow short, our days
grow long,
This is our Spring Time Song.
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Robert Torango <robert.torango@nashville.com>
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