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.
