The Learning Tree

Where grows the learning tree

By rivers that flow in the night

Winds that blow after sundown

That's what a boy should know

Fireflies and restless thoughts

In tall fields of corn

Where all June bugs are born

In their due time

That's where a boy should grow

Broad skies around us pass

Clouds puffed, white as snow

With two dogs by his side

And a nice girl to know

Out where the sparrow flies

Where bluebirds can sing

Overhead in the spring

After moon down...

There grows the learning tree