C
D7
F
G7
April doesn’t shower her sweet love on me
C
D7
F
G7
What someone gets in one day may take me two or three
F
G7
F
C
Yes it’s true she leads me like a puppet on a string
D7
F
G7
But my life without April is like next year without spring
F
G7
C
People say that April treats me cruel
F
But I just smile when they say
G7
C
There goes April’s fool
D7
F
G7
The first time I met April was the middle of December
C
D7
F
G7
And she’s taught me so many things I’d rather not remember
F
G7
F
C
In winter time she has me wearing summer clothes
D7
F
G7
In summer she has Jack Frost nipping at my nose
F
G7
C
People say that April treats me cruel
F
But I just smile when they say
G7
C
There goes April’s fool
C
D7
G7
F
