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.