O Life Has Its Seasons Joyous And Drear, Its Summer Sun And Its Winter Snow, But The Fairest Of All, I Tell You, Dear, Was The Sweet Old Spring Of The Long Ago - The Ever And Ever So Long Ago - When We Walked Together Among The Flowers, When The World With Beauty Was All Aglow. O The Rain And Dew! O The Shine And Showers Of The Sweet Old Spring Of The Long Ago! The Ever And Ever So Long Ago. A Hunger For All Of The Past Delight Is Stirred By The Winds That Softly Blow. Can You Spare Me A Thought From Heaven To-Night For The Sweet Old Spring Of The Long Ago? - The Ever And Ever So Long Ago.