Art Farmer
it might as well be spring
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I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm
I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string
I'd say that I had spring fever
But I know it isn't spring
I am starry-eyed and vaguely discontented
Like a nightingale without a song to sing
Oh, why should I have Spring fever
When it isn't even spring?
I keep wishing I were somewhere else
Walking down a strange new street
Hearing words that I have never heard
From a girl I've yet to meet
I'm as busy as a spider spinning daydreams
I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing
I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud or a robin on the wing
But I feel so gay in a melancholy way
That it might as well be spring
It might as well be spring
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- Art Farmer Plays Standards
- The Very Best of Art Farmer
- A Sleeping Bee
- Azure
- Listen to Art Farmer and the Orchestra
- The Complete Argo Mercury Sessions
- Ruby
- Essential Hits
- The Essentials - 1960’s
- Great Jazz Trumpet: The 1950s
- Art Farmer Live in New York
- Live in NY
- Air Mail Special (Live)
- Live New York
- The Jazz Masters Series: Art Farmer, Vol. 9 (Live)
- Jazz Milestones: Art Farmer, Vol. 9 (Live)
- Blue Room (Live)
- Bill Evans: Star Stylist
- Modern Art (Remastered)
- American Jazz