| Song | June Hymn |
| Artist | The Decemberists |
| Album | iTunes Session: The Decemberists |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Here's a hymn to welcome in the day | |
| Heralding a summer's early sway | |
| And all the bulbs all coming in | |
| To begin | |
| The thrushes bleating battle with the wrens | |
| Disrupts my reverie again | |
| Pegging clothing on the line | |
| Training jasmine how to vine | |
| Up the arbor to your door | |
| And more | |
| You're standing on the landing with the war | |
| You shouldered all the night before | |
| And once upon it | |
| The yellow bonnets | |
| Garland all the lawn | |
| And you were waking | |
| And day was breaking | |
| A panoply of song | |
| And summer comes to Springville Hill | |
| A barony of ivy in the trees | |
| Expanding out its empire by degrees | |
| And all the branches burst to bloom | |
| In the boom | |
| Heaven sent this cardinal maroon | |
| To decorate our living room | |
| And once upon it | |
| The yellow bonnets | |
| Garland all the lawn | |
| And you were waking | |
| And day was breaking | |
| A panoply of song | |
| And summer comes to Springville Hill | |
| And years from now when this old light | |
| Isn't ambling anymore | |
| Will I bring myself to write | |
| “I give my best to Springville Hill” | |
| And once upon it | |
| The yellow bonnets | |
| Garland all the lawn | |
| And you were waking | |
| And day was breaking | |
| A panoply of song | |
| And summer comes to Springville Hill | |
| And summer comes to Springville Hill | |
| End |
| Here' s a hymn to welcome in the day | |
| Heralding a summer' s early sway | |
| And all the bulbs all coming in | |
| To begin | |
| The thrushes bleating battle with the wrens | |
| Disrupts my reverie again | |
| Pegging clothing on the line | |
| Training jasmine how to vine | |
| Up the arbor to your door | |
| And more | |
| You' re standing on the landing with the war | |
| You shouldered all the night before | |
| And once upon it | |
| The yellow bonnets | |
| Garland all the lawn | |
| And you were waking | |
| And day was breaking | |
| A panoply of song | |
| And summer comes to Springville Hill | |
| A barony of ivy in the trees | |
| Expanding out its empire by degrees | |
| And all the branches burst to bloom | |
| In the boom | |
| Heaven sent this cardinal maroon | |
| To decorate our living room | |
| And once upon it | |
| The yellow bonnets | |
| Garland all the lawn | |
| And you were waking | |
| And day was breaking | |
| A panoply of song | |
| And summer comes to Springville Hill | |
| And years from now when this old light | |
| Isn' t ambling anymore | |
| Will I bring myself to write | |
| " I give my best to Springville Hill" | |
| And once upon it | |
| The yellow bonnets | |
| Garland all the lawn | |
| And you were waking | |
| And day was breaking | |
| A panoply of song | |
| And summer comes to Springville Hill | |
| And summer comes to Springville Hill | |
| End |
| Here' s a hymn to welcome in the day | |
| Heralding a summer' s early sway | |
| And all the bulbs all coming in | |
| To begin | |
| The thrushes bleating battle with the wrens | |
| Disrupts my reverie again | |
| Pegging clothing on the line | |
| Training jasmine how to vine | |
| Up the arbor to your door | |
| And more | |
| You' re standing on the landing with the war | |
| You shouldered all the night before | |
| And once upon it | |
| The yellow bonnets | |
| Garland all the lawn | |
| And you were waking | |
| And day was breaking | |
| A panoply of song | |
| And summer comes to Springville Hill | |
| A barony of ivy in the trees | |
| Expanding out its empire by degrees | |
| And all the branches burst to bloom | |
| In the boom | |
| Heaven sent this cardinal maroon | |
| To decorate our living room | |
| And once upon it | |
| The yellow bonnets | |
| Garland all the lawn | |
| And you were waking | |
| And day was breaking | |
| A panoply of song | |
| And summer comes to Springville Hill | |
| And years from now when this old light | |
| Isn' t ambling anymore | |
| Will I bring myself to write | |
| " I give my best to Springville Hill" | |
| And once upon it | |
| The yellow bonnets | |
| Garland all the lawn | |
| And you were waking | |
| And day was breaking | |
| A panoply of song | |
| And summer comes to Springville Hill | |
| And summer comes to Springville Hill | |
| End |