As I stroll along the grassy lane the daffodils, they wave to me
You’re out walking I see,
I thought you said you didn’t want to go,
I bet you’re delighted you did though.
Yeah, I know some days I’m fed up,
And I do my best to keep my head up,
My get up and go, has got up and gone,
But a walk in this park will put it back where it belongs.
Ten minutes later it’s back I’m delighted to say,
and I’m having a look at the colourful display,
All the different varieties of shrubs and spring flowers there are,
Our Creator of this beautiful world it deserves a gold star.