THE TWILIGHT SHADOWS DEEPEN IN THE NIGHT, DEAR,
THE CITY LIGHTS ARE GLEAMING O’ER THE SNOW,
I SIT ALONE BESIDE THE CHEERY FIRE, DEAR,
I’M DREAMING DREAMS FROM OUT THE LONG AGO.
I FANCY IT IS SPRINGTIME IN THE MOUNTAINS,
THE FLOWERS WITH THEIR COLORS ARE AFLAME,
AND EV’RY DAY I HEAR YOU SOFTLY SAYING,
"I’LL WAIT UNTIL THE SPRINGTIME COMES AGAIN."
WHEN IT’S SPRINGTIME IN THE ROCKIES,
I AM COMING BACK TO YOU,
LITTLE SWEETHEART OF THE MOUNTAINS,
WITH YOUR BONNY EYES OF BLUE.
ONCE AGAIN, I’LL SAY "I LOVE YOU,"
WHILE THE BIRDS SING ALL THE DAY,
WHEN IT’S SPRINGTIME IN THE ROCKIES,
IN THE ROCKIES, FAR AWAY,
WHEN IT’S SPRINGTIME IN THE ROCKIES,
I AM COMING BACK TO YOU,
LITTLE SWEETHEART OF THE MOUNTAINS,
WITH YOUR BONNY EYES OF BLUE.
ONCE AGAIN, I’LL SAY "I LOVE YOU,"
WHILE THE BIRDS SING ALL THE DAY,
WHEN IT’S SPRINGTIME IN THE ROCKIES,
IN THE ROCKIES, FAR AWAY.
I’VE KEPT YOUR IMAGE GUARDED IN MY HEART, DEAR,
I’VE KEPT MY LOVE FOR YOU AS PURE AS DEW,
I’M LONGING FOR THE TIME WHEN I SHALL COME, DEAR,
BACK TO THAT DEAR OLD WESTERN HOME AND YOU.
I FANCY IT IS SPRINGTIME IN THE MOUNTAINS,
THE MAPLE LEAVES IN FIRST SKY-GREEN APPEAR,
I HEAR YOU SOFTLY SAY, MY QUEEN OF MAY-TIME,
"THIS SPRINGTIME YOU HAVE COME TO MEET ME HERE,"
WHEN IT’S SPRINGTIME IN THE ROCKIES,
I AM COMING BACK TO YOU,
LITTLE SWEETHEART OF THE MOUNTAINS,
WITH YOUR BONNY EYES OF BLUE.
ONCE AGAIN, I’LL SAY "I LOVE YOU,"
WHILE THE BIRDS SING ALL THE DAY,
WHEN IT’S SPRINGTIME IN THE ROCKIES,
IN THE ROCKIES, FAR AWAY.
