From the musical “Louisiana Purchase”, 1940.
Words and music by Irving Berlin.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
When life catches up with our flaming youth
Someone tries to tell them the awful truth
I would send them ignorant on their way
To those little innocents I would say
Chorus
Don’t worry so about the things that you don’t know
When the time comes and you find yourself in love
It’ll come to you, you’ll know what to do
It’ll come to you
Don’t be concerned about the things you haven’t learned
If you can’t express just what you’re thinking of
It’ll come to you, you’ll know what to do
It’ll come to you
No one teaches a duck how to swim
Or a bird how to fly
They’re not taught to do, what they ought to do
Why should you and I?
Don’t be afraid because you’re such a bashful maid
When you’re strolling ‘neath the silv’ry moon
You may be shy but pretty soon
It’ll come to you, you’ll know what to do
It’ll come to you