By a country road wild roses grow that need my special care,

So i haven't time to be a millionaire.

And a cheerful brook on a mountain side, is sad when i'm not there,

So i haven't time to be a millionaire.

And a friendly gang of robins are peeved when i forget,

That i'm the second tenor in their quartet.

So with all the things i have to do, i'm very much aware

If i wished for wealth it wouldn't be quite fair

`cause i haven't time to be a millionaire.


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