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 grows Is such a lovely 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 with the trees In the silent night Or in the morning light Such a miracle Azaleas drinking pale moonbeams Gardenias floating through daydreams Wherever it may grow No matter where you go A flower is a lovesome thing Playing in the breeze Swaying with the trees In the silent night Or in the morning light Such a miracle Azaleas drinking pale moonbeams Gardenias floating through daydreams Wherever it may grow No matter where you go A flower is a lovesome thing A flower is a lovesome thing