A Flower is A Lovesome Thing

A flower is a lovesome thing A luscious living lovesome thing A daffodil A rose No matter where it goes Is such a little lovesome thing A flower is the heart of spring That makes the rolling hillsides sing The gentle winds that blow Blow gently for they know A flower is a lovesome thing Playing in the breeze Swaying in the trees In the silent night Or in the morning light Such a miracle Azaleas drinking pale moonbeams Gardenias floating through daydreams Wherever they may go No matter where it goes A flower is a lovesome thing Playing in the breeze Swaying in the trees In the silent night Or in the morning light Such a miracle Azaleas drinking pale moonbeams Gardenias floating through daydreams Wherever they may go No matter where it goes A flower is a lovesome thing A lovesome thing No matter where it goes A flower A flower Is a lovesome thing No matter where it goes No matter where it goes A flower is a lovesome thing