Poor Cow Lyrics - Donovan Leitch

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.