Little Flowers

Little flowers never worry
When the wind begins to blow
And they never, never cry
When the rain begins to fall
Though, it’s wet and oh so cold
Soon the sun will shine again
And they’ll smile unto the world
For their beauty to behold
So let it rain, let it rain, let it pour
Little trouble keep on knocking at my door
If we learn the right from wrong
It will help to make us strong
So when the clouds begin to gather
And the wind begins to blow
Little flowers don’t complain
Though they’re tossing to and fro
Well I guess I’ve learned the secret
That only little flowers know
If it never, never rains
Then we’ll never, never grow
So let it rain, let it rain, let it pour
Let trouble keep on knocking at my door
If we learn the right from wrong
It will help to make us strong
If it never, never rains
Then we’ll never, never grow