Little boys begging for perch hooks,
Wild onions thick on the glade,
Old Reddy's milk tasting herby,
Music by little frogs made.
We forget the ghastly depression,
God's sun is still sweet and warm,
And we sing as we rake off the flower beds,
For 'tis springtime down on the farm.
Wild onions thick on the glade,
Old Reddy's milk tasting herby,
Music by little frogs made.
We forget the ghastly depression,
God's sun is still sweet and warm,
And we sing as we rake off the flower beds,
For 'tis springtime down on the farm.
-- Mary Elizabeth Mahnkey
"Relief," from Ozarks Lyrics.
Rain is a springtime thing, too.
"Relief," from Ozarks Lyrics.
Rain is a springtime thing, too.