Poor Cow Lyrics

I dwell in the north in the green country, Far I'm here, far I'm here And I take to my rest at the end of day, Whilst o'erhead pretty stars do play. And then I dream along, Then I make a song About everything that I've known and felt, And it makes my 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 singing a song About a friend she knows called Rosie. Off to the greenwood you must go, bring-a me one fine posie. All of a sudden I'm light as air, I feel sad as a butterfly. Oh, I dwell with my pride and my songs and things Wearily, oh so wearily And I dream of the girl with the sunshine eye Sundaily, whatever she may be. And then I dream along Then I make a song About everything that I've known and felt And it makes my 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 singing a song About a friend she knows called Rosie. Off to the greenwood you must go, bring-a me one fine posie. All of a sudden I'm light as air, I feel sad as a butterfly. Oh, I dwell in the north in the green country, Far I'm here, far I'm here And I dream of the girl with the sunshine eye Sundaily, whatever she may be. And then I dream along, And then I make a song About everything that I've known and felt, And it makes my sadness melt.