When I am playing by myself,
And all the boys are lost around,
Then I can hear the water go;
It makes a little talking sound.
Along the rocks below the tree,
I see it ripple up and wink;
And I can hear it saying on,
“And do you think? And do you think?”
A bug shoots by that snaps and ticks,
And a bird flies up beside the tree
To go into the sky to sing.
I hear it say, “Killdee, killdee!”
Or else a yellow cow comes down
To splash a while and have a drink.
But when she goes I still can hear
The water say, “And do you think?”