The Girl With April In Her Eyes

There once was a king who called for the spring

For his world was still covered in snow

But the spring had not been, for he was wicked and mean

In his winter fields nothing would grow

And when a traveler called seeking help at the door

Only food and a bed for the night

He ordered his slave to turn her away

The girl with April in her eyes

Oh oh on and on she goes

Through the winter\'s night, the wild wind and the snow

Hi hi on and on she rides

Someone help the girl with April in her eyes

She rode through the night

Till she came to the light

Of a humble man\'s home in the woods

He brought her inside

By the firelight she died

And he buried her gently and good

Oh the morning was bright

All the world was snow white

But when he came to the place where she lay

His field was ablaze with flowers on the grave

Of the girl with April in her eyes

Oh oh on and on she goes

Through the winter\'s night

The wild wind and the snow

Hi hi on and on she flies

She is gone

The girl with April in her eyes