An April Day A Different Version Lyrics

The sky to-day is like a naughty child:
At first 'twas bright and gay, the sunshine smiled.

Then clouds so gray along the sky were piled,
It wept it's tears away with sobbings wild. And so all day it ever cried and smiled.
"What will it do next, pray?" asks a small child.

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