I’ve got diamonds in my backyard they grow just like weeds You’ll come and gather them in bundles, take all that you need But save the flowers they’re for me dear, take the diamonds for your greed Because the flowers don’t grow like weeds Glory, glory…Hallelujah, I’m lost and she’s found Another lover, to give her shelter when the fields have turned brown Another kind man, to warm her when the snow finds the ground The only girl, that made the world go round There are some thing worth remembering
Others left for time to come and weather, and to change In the winds of your mind But don’t forget me while your leaving Because it’s all that I borrowed from time Now It’s Sunday, early evening I rise for the day and brush a long hair from the pillow On my bed where she would lay And in the back yard forgotten flowers all fading away To bloom in other lover’s back yards someday To bloom in other lover’s back yards someday