Lyrics - Poor Cow by Donovan

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.

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