Donovan - Poor CowLyrics

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.