As something seems to whisper, “Hark!”
Then, with an awful sudden jump,
My heart begins to thump and thump.
Oh, my, I think I’ll be so brave,
And all my courage try to save;
Then, as I feel my courage go,
Our yellow rooster starts to crow.
Then I’m ashamed, and feel so small
To think that I’m not brave at all;
To know that in the black, black night,