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I may not have mansion I havn't any land
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no even a paper dollars to crinkle in my hands
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but I can show you morning on a thousand hills
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and kiss you and give you seven daffodils
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I do not have a fortune to buy you pretty things
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but I can weave you moon beams for necklaces and rings
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but I can show you morning on a thousand hills
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and kiss you and give you seven daffodils
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oh seven golden daffodils all shining in the sun
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to light our ways to evening when our day is done
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and I will give you music and a crust of bread
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and a pillow of piny boughs to rest your head
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