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.