The Brothers Four - Seven Daffodils

I do not have a mansion, and I haven't any land,
Not even one 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 you music, and a crust of bread,
A pillow of piney boughs to rest your head.

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四十多年之后，还是如此深情。