Can't Help Singing - Abbey Lincoln, Hank Jones

Can’t help singing of a promise that April is bringing,

I am floating along on the crest of a song,

There are bells in my heart and they’re ringing.

Can’t help crowing,

Folks don’t like it,

I know, but I’m glowing:

I can’t help what they say;

Spring affects me this way,

And I gotta keep singing all day.