I haven't got a mansion
Not have I any land
Not one single dollar
to crinkle in my hands

But I can show you the morning
on a thousand hills
And kiss you and give you
seven daffodils

I haven't got a fortune
to buy you pretty things
But I can make you moonbeams
into necklaces and rings

But I can show you the morning
on a thousand hills
And kiss you and give you
seven daffodils

Yes seven pretty daffodils
are shining in the sun
To light our way to evening
and when the day is done

I will give you kisses three
and a crust of bread
And a pillow of piny boughs
to rest your head

No I haven't got a mansion
Not have I any land
Not one single dollar
to crinkle in my hands

But I can show you the morning
on a thousand hills
And kiss you and give you
seven daffodils
And kiss you and give you
seven daffodils

© 1960