Donovan Leitch - Poor Cow lyrics

From the album best of donovan ii

Oh, I dwelt in the north in the green country,

Far-a-mere, far from here;

And dream of the girl with the sunshine eyes

Sundaily, Sundaily;

And I take to my rest at the end of day,

Whilst o'erhead the pretty stars do play.

And I dream along,

And I make a song

About everything that I've known and felt;

And it makes the sadness melt.

Then I wake up in the funny old kind of day,

The rain has gone away,

Watching the children sing and play

In the garden and the roadway.

Up comes a little one singin' a song

About a friend she knows called Rosie.

Off to the green wood you must go,

To bring (h)er a one fine posie.

All of a sudden the night is empty,

You're sad as a butterfly.

Oh I dwelt in the north in the green country,

Far-a-mere, far-a-mere;

And I dwelt with my pride and my songs and things

Wearily, wearily;

And I dream of the girl with the sunshine eyes

Sundaily, wherever she may be.

And I dream along,

And I make a song

About everything that I've known and felt;

And it makes the sadness melt.

Then I wake up in the funny old kind of day,

The rain has gone away

Watching the little ones sing and play

In the garden and the roadway.

Up comes a little one singin' a song

About a friend she knows called Rosie.

Off to the green wood you must go, to bring (h)er a one fine posie.

All of a sudden the night is empty, you're sad as a butterfly.

Oh, I dwelt in the north in the green country,

Far-a-mere, wearily;

And I dream of the girl with the sunshine eyes

Sundaily, wherever she may be.

And I dream along,

And I make a song

About everything that I've known and felt,

And it makes the sadness melt.