The first of May is here at last
The ice and snow are melting fast
I hear the birds up in the trees
The sun is warm and there’s a breeze.
But I’m inside and cannot play
So hear my call, “May Day! May Day!”
–Paul Fairchild
The first of May is here at last
The ice and snow are melting fast
I hear the birds up in the trees
The sun is warm and there’s a breeze.
But I’m inside and cannot play
So hear my call, “May Day! May Day!”
–Paul Fairchild