As I stepped out one morning
In the springtime of the year
I made my way down to the railway station
To watch the trains go passing by
Go and tell my sister not to do as I have done
Go and tell my mother what has happened to her son
Aaa...aah...
In the springtime, in the springtime
Aaa...aah...
In the springtime of the year
From too much love of living
Find myself in misery
And I will give a brief thanksgiving
To whatever you may be
Go and tell my sister not to do as I have done
Go and tell my mother what has happened to her son
Aaa...aah...
In the springtime, in the springtime
Aaa...aah...
In the springtime of the year
Aaa...aah...
In the springtime, in the springtime
Aaa...aah...
In the springtime of the year...