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There's a winding road and a tall pine tree, by the tall pine tree, she waits for me.
Oh, yes, she waits in the little green house that sits on top
Way out by lonely bayou. 
There waits a girl where the green grasses grow.
Waits she there with a tear in her eye dreaming of years that long have
There's a little brown road windin' over the hill
To a little white cot by the sea
There's a little green gate
At whose trellis I wait
While two
There's a little brown road windin' over the hill
To a little white cot by the sea
There's a little green gate
At whose trellis I wait
While two
There's a little brown road windin' over the hill
To a little white cot by the sea
There's a little green gate
At whose trellis I wait
While two
to take her
To the sea

Marcie dresses warm its snowing
Takes a yellow cab uptown
Red is stop and green's for going
Sees a show and rides back down
nature's land

Trained in combat, hand to hand

Men who fight by night and day

Courage deep from the Green Beret


Repeat 1st Chorus


Delta Force and CIA
I watch these woods at night
On lonely roads at night
I wait in vain for the spirit train 

On a windy hill, by a mossy stone
I stand alone
hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret

Back at home a young wife waits
Her Green Beret has met his fate
He has died for those
Waiting for that time to come
Where the green grass grows
Tomorrow never knows

In the field your long hair flows
Down by the tail end of the tracks
There's a little brown road windin' over the hill
To a little white cot by the sea
There's a little green gate
At whose trellis I wait
While two
There's a little brown road windin' over the hill
To a little white cot by the sea
There's a little green gate
At whose trellis I wait
While two
In my heart I will wait 
By the stony gate 
And the little one 
In my arms will sleep. 
Every rising of the moon 
Makes the years grow late
I will wait for you in the green, green spaces,
Wearing our post-industrial faces.
Side by side sit the trashpile twin,
And the eleventh century
stream,
In the summer of my dreams.
By the deep pool, where the fish wait,
For the old fool, with the wrong bait.
There's a field of purple clover;
stream,
In the summer of my dreams.
By the deep pool, where the fish wait,
For the old fool, with the wrong bait.
There's a field of purple clover;
the summer of my dreams,
By the deep pool where the fish wait for the old fool with the wrong bait,
There's a field of purple clover, there's a small cloud
of the pond Turtle Island
I will wait for you there creeping silently
I can keep you right behind me all my days in the?

In the waters tracing features
Did
Oh hey,
I wasn't listening
I was watching serial
Blinded by the sunshine strip
You, you were in the kitchen
Oh your mind was marked and wounded
There's a place worlds away
Time has wings there, green with springs there
Smiles and songs bloom on every tree
Only in Dreamland, just wait and see

Deep
waits, beckoning, beckoning
Just beyond the bars
How can you remain , staring at the rain
Maddened by the stars?

How is it you sing anything?
How is it
Roses are red, and violets are blue,
Primroses pale on a velvet green hue,
Warm summer days by cool waterfalls,
Like the music we hear,
Those
Roses are red, and violets are blue,
Primroses pale on a velvet green hue,
Warm summer days by cool waterfalls,
Like the music we hear,
Those
all clean and waiting
I don't mean to wait too long
But this joint can't get much higher

CHORUS
New York's in love-
With her big green eyes
And her
guitar to the moonlight tonight
I love you mary lou brown
Imagine your heart floating right up the sigh (? )
I love you mary lou brown
Down by the green