I Told the Brook - Marty Robbins

I told the brook that runs down through the valley

A secret my best friend never knew

The brook told the trees and the trees told the breeze

That I was in love with you

The trees told the flowers hiding there by the hilltop

The clouds told the moon that shone above

So angry, yet blue, when they found out that you

And your heart had another love

The brook became angry and changed to a river

Rushing so madly along

The soft summer breeze that played tag with the trees

Became so wild and so strong

The bashful, white flowers hiding there by the hilltop

Grew dark when the rain came pouring down

Their hearts couldn’t hide all the tears that were cried

And had carpeted on the ground

The storm passed, gone over, there’s sunshine again

The chains that held me are now gone

The trees wave, hello, as I stand here below

And the brook sings the sweetest song

The bashful, white flowers are again by the hilltop

The sun and the moon are still my friends

I promise there’ll be no more heartaches for me

Till I fall in love again