Seven Daffodils

作者：冰莓标签：歌词

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I may not have a mansion, I haven’t any land
　　Not even a paper dollar to crinkle in my hand
　　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 necklace and rings
　　But 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 the way to evening, when our day is done
　　And I will give you music, and a crust of bread
　　A pillow of piney boughs to rest your head