I not have mansion, I haven't any land Not even a paper dollar to crinkle in my hands I can show you morning on a thousand hills kiss you and give you seven daffodils.
I do not have a fortune to buy you pretty things But can you moonbeams for necklaces and rings And I can show you morning on a thousand hills And kiss you and you seven daffodils.
Oh, seven golden daffodils all shining in the sun light our way to evening when our is done And I will give music and a crust of bread