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 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 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 a pillow of piney boughs to rest your head1
['adult standards', 'american folk revival', 'easy listening', 'vocal harmony group']