Make Me a Present of You

I don't want a mountain of diamonds
 And a valley of gold wouldn't do
 But if you want to make me happy
 Just make me a present of you
 I don't need a desert of rubies
 Or an ocean of pearls to swim through
 But if you wanna make me happy
 Just make me a present of you
 What good is a girl with a million
 What good if th e world calls you Queen?
 If you don't have someone to love you
 Then you really don't have anything
 So I'll take your arms for my palace
 And the sky for my room with a view
 I know that I'll make you happy
 If you make me a present of you
 What good is a gal with a million?
 What good if the world calls you Queen?
 If you don't have a man to love you
 Then you really don't have a doggone thing
 So I'll take my arms for your palace
 And the sky for my room with a view
 I know we'll both be very happy
 If you'll box yourself up
 Tie it with a pretty ribbon
 And make me, Lord, make me a present of you