From the musical “Buttrio Square”, 1952.
Words by Gen Genovese.
Music by Arthur Jones.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
When the mountains and hills
Shed their blanket of chills
Getting ready for the sun’s preview
All the fields break into song
As the trees play along
And clap hands like most people do
There’s a place where worries
Don’t really mean a thing
It’s nowhere but the country in the spring
Refrain
Tall buildings to me don’t mean a thing, No! No!
There’s no place like the country in the spring
Each bare-footed boy thinks he’s a king, Mm-mm!
There’s no place like the country in the spring
To wake up in the morning
And find your sky’s been painted blue
It’s wonderful what it can do for me and you
Just give me a place where I can sing, Ah, ah, ah
There’s no place like the country in the spring, No! No!
There’s no place like the country in the spring