[Verse 1]
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

[Verse 2]
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

[Verse 3]
Oh, seven golden daffodils all shining in the sun
To light our way to evening when our day is done
And I will give music and a crust of bread
And a pillow of piney boughs to rest your head

[Outro]
A pillow of piney boughs to rest your head