Jean

Jean Jean roses’re red and all of the leaves have grown green
And the clouds are so low you can touch 'em and so come out to the meadow Jean
Jean Jean you’re young and alive come out of your half dreamed dream
And run if you will to the top of the hill open your arms bunny Jean
Tell the sheep in the valley come on my way
Tell the stars all around me and find me along
When the sun comes to singing I’ll still be waitin’for Jean
Jean roses’re red and all of the leaves have gone green
Why the hills are to blame with the moon yellow hay come into my arms bunny Jean
Jean Jean you’re young and alive come out of your half dreamed dream
And run if you will to the top of the hill come into my arms bunny Jean