Bury Basket

I wish I had a basket

For my troubles, that I'd carry

I'd relieve them from my mind

So happy wouldn't tarry

And if troubles are all gone

Then you know I wouldn't worry

I'd have clarity of life

And my eye's would never blurry

But what if it get's full

And really rather heavy

Because I worry quite a lot

And my troubles, there are many

Well I'd drop it in the river

Have my troubles scat and scurry

I'd never ever trouble

And I'd never ever worry