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SEVEN DAFFODILS

(learned from Karia Leschke in the 1960s, who learned it from Alice Stewart)

I do not have a mansion,
I haven't any land,
Not one paper dollar
To crinkle in my hand;
    But I will 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 will weave you moonbeams
For necklaces and rings;
    And I will show you morning
    On a thousand hills,
    And kiss you, and give you
    Seven daffodils.

Seven golden daffodils
Shining in the sun
To light our way to homeward
When each day is done;
    And I will give you music
    And a crust of bread
    And a pillow of piney boughs
    To rest your head.

(from miriam berg's folksong collection)