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, when the clouds begin to gather
And that old wind begins to blow
Little flowers don't complain
Though they're tossing to and fro

Well, I guess they've learned the secret
And they don't fret because they know
Because they know if it never, never rains
Then they'll never, never grow

So, let it rain, let it rain, let it pour
Let old trouble keep knocking at my door
'Cause if we learn the right from wrong
It will help to make us strong

Lord, please help us learn the secret
That only little flowers know
If it never, never rains
Then they'll never, never grow
So, let it rain, let it rain, let it pour
Let old trouble keep knocking at my door
'Cause if it never, never rains
Then they'll never, never grow
If it never, never rains
Then we'll never, never grow