Seven Daffodils sung by Four Brothers

Seven Daffodils sung by Brothers Four

I may not have a mansion, and 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 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 the way of evening, when our day is done.

And I will give you music, and a crust of bread,

     A pillow of piny boughs to rest your head.

     A pillow of piny boughs to rest your head.