March Marches On

(album: Manhattan Tower - 1956)

March marches on, but softly like the snow
And I for one, am glad to see it go
I've had enough, of winter's trials
I long for summer and a smiles

Just like a lion, old March came roaring in
And like a lamb, it's stealing out again
So look ahead, the weather's clear
March marches on and spring is here

I'm having just as much fun as if I had good sense
Yes, I'm having just as much fun as if I had good sense
'Cause I love the kinda music that it presents

I'm having just as much fun, just as much fun
As if I had good sense
I'm having, I'm having just as, just as much fun
As if I had good sense
'Cause I love the kinda music
Love that music that it presents

Your hair is brown, your eyes are blue
And here's the kinda feeling I have for you
You're knocking me out
You're knocking me out
You're knocking me out
I'm beginning to discover, what love is all about

Just like a lion, old March came roaring in
And like a lamb, it's stealing out again
So look ahead, the weather's clear
March marches on and spring is here
Spring is here