APRIL, COME SHE WILL Paul Simon & Art Garfunkel

APRIL, COME SHE WILL
Paul Simon & Art Garfunkel

April, come she will,
When stream are ripe
and swelled with rain,
May, she will stay,
Resting in my arm’s again.

June she’ll change her tune,
In restless walk’s she’ll
prowl the night,
July she will fly and give
no warning to her flight.

August die she must,
the autumn wind’s blow
chilly and old,
September I’ll remember ,
A love once new has now
grown old.