Seven golden daffodils
Gleaming in the sun
To light the way of evening
When day is done
Well I can show you the morning
On a thousand hills
And kiss you
And bring you
Seven golden daffodils
I don't have no money
I don't have any land
Not even one dollar
To crinkle in my hand
Well I can show you the morning
On a thousand hills
And kiss you
And bring you
Seven golden daffodils.
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Well I can show you the morning
On a thousand hills
And kiss you
And bring you
Seven, gol-den, daff-o-dils.

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