Then I make a song
Whilst overhead pretty stars do play
Up comes a little one singing a song
Far I'm here, far I'm here
And then I dream along
Watching the children sing and play
And it makes my sadness melt
And I take to my rest at the end of day
I feel sad as a butterfly
In the garden and the roadway
And then I make a song
Oh, I dwell with my pride and my songs and things
Up comes a little one singing a song
About a friend she knows called Rosie
Sun daily, whatever she may be
Bring-a me one fine posie
Oh, I dwell in the north in the green country
I feel sad as a butterfly
And I dream of the girl with the sunshine eye
About everything that I've known and felt
Then I wake up in the funny old kind of day
About everything that I've known and felt
And then I dream along
The rain has gone away
In the garden and the roadway
And then I dream along
Watching the children sing and play
The rain has gone away
Sun daily, whatever she may be
Then I make a song
Wearily, oh so wearily
About everything that I've known and felt
Off to the greenwood you must go
And it makes my sadness melt
All of a sudden I'm light as air
Off to the greenwood you must go
And I dream of the girl with the sunshine eye
Bring-a me one fine posie
All of a sudden I'm light as air
About a friend she knows called Rosie
Then I wake up in the funny old kind of day
