Spring's a-coming to town, and so 
Peep forth the blades of green,
As if to all the world to show
What Spring's return will mean.
There's a fairer light in the skies once grey, 
And the earth's no longer brown;
For Nature's heralds are on the way, 
And Spring's a-coming to town.

Spring's a-coming to town, and so 
There's gladness in the day;
In breaking skies a fairer glow
To light a verdant way.
There's a tender note from each bird of morn,
On the wind comes floating
To tell its promise of hopes re-born, 
For Spring's a-coming to town.