Seven daffodils lyrics

I may not have a mansion,

I haven't any land,

Not even a paper dollar

to crinkle in my hands.

But I can show you morning

on 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

on a thousand hills,

And kiss you and give you

seven daffodils.

Oh, seven golden daffodils,

all shining in the sun,

To light our way to evening

when our day is done.

And I will give you music

and a crust of bread,

And a pillow of piny boughs

to rest your head.

A pillow of piny boughs to rest your head