I may not have a mansion
I haven't any land
Not even a paper dollars
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 moon beans
for necklaces and rings
But I can show you morning
on a thousand hills
And kiss you and give you
senven daffodils