House of Flowers

My house is made of flowers

The warm winds carpet the floor

Whenever theres spring showers

I open the rainbow door

The frog, the toad, the turtle

All make my home their home

My curtains are crape mottle

And the firefly flies neath my dome

Ive never had money

And Ill never need none

The moon is my lamp

And my clock is the sun

My homes a home

For all those things

What grows, what flies, what sings

If it all sounds tempting

And it do you entice

I show to the heavens

That it do make it nice

Wont you come live with me

Id come live with me

If I were you, if I were you