Said he'd build me a courtyard
He promised he would
And spend time in my courtyard
Whenever he could

In the corner, a tall tree
So shady and cool
A white marble fountain
In a clear sparkling pool
A lovely stone courtyard
With a lacy iron gate
And a bountiful garden
Where I could wait

Yes, he built me a courtyard
Like he promised he would
And I know that he'd come to my side
Oh, he would if he could

Patterns on a courtyard floor
Illusions of all I'm living for

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Bobbie Gentry