Have you got a Brook in your little heart
Have you got a Brook in your little heart,
Where bashful flowers blow,
And blushing birds go down to drink,
And shadows tremble so
And nobody knows, so still it flows,
That any brook is there,
And yet your little draught of life
Is daily drunken there
Why, look out for the little brook in March,
When the rivers overflow,
And the snows come hurrying from the fills,
And the bridges often go
And later, in August it may be
When the meadows parching lie,
Beware, lest this little brook of life,
Some burning noon go dry!





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