Seven Daffodils - Carol Kidd
I may not have a mansion I haven’t any land
Or a paper dollar to crinkle in my hand
But I can show you morning from a thousand hills
And kiss you and give you seven daffodils
I do not have a fortune to buy you pretty things
But I can weave you moonbeams for necklaces and rings
And I can show you morning from a thousand hills
And kiss you and give you seven daffodils
Seven golden daffodils all shining in the sun
To light our way to evening when the day is done
And I will give you music and a crust of bread
A pillow of tiny boughs to rest your head.
A pillow of tiny boughs to rest your head.
