My house is made of flowers   The warm winds carpet the floor   Whenever there?s 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      I?ve never had money   And I?ll never need none   The moon is my lamp   And my clock is the sun      My home?s 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   Won?t you come live with me      I?d come live with me   If I were you, if I were you