Spring has a date with the Seine
Someone has one with Charmaine
It‘s rendezvous time, can’t you see?
Rendezvous time in Paree...

Blossoms that bloom by the lane
Wait for a date with the rain
The wind blows a kiss to a tree
It’s rendezvous time in Paree.

Recall the dreary fall
How old and grey the world was then
But spring came by again
And Mother Earth is young and shy again

April has opened her gates
Robins have dates with their mates
If they have, then why haven’t we?
It’s rendezvous time in Paree!