I could while away the hours,
conferrin’ with the flowers, consultin’ with the rain. And my head I’d be scratchin’ while my thoughts were busy hatchin’
If I only had a brain. I’d unravel every riddle
for any individ’le, in trouble or in pain. With the thoughts I’d be thinkin’
I could be another Lincoln If I only had a brain. Oh, I could tell you why
the ocean’s near the shore. I could think of things I never thunk before. And then I’d sit, and think some more. I would not be just a nuffin’
my head all full of stuffin’, My heart all full of pain. And perhaps I’d deserve ya,
and be even worthy of ya, If I only had a brain.