Jean

Jean, Jean, roses are red

All the leaves have gone green

And the hills are ablaze

With the morn's yellow haze

Come out to the meadow, Jean

Jean, Jean, you're young and alive

Come out of your dream, Jean, Jean

And run, if you will

To the top of the hill

Open your arms, honey Jean

'Til the sheep in the valley come home my way

'Til the stars fall around me and find me alone

When the sun comes a-singing

I'll still be waiting for Jean, Jean

Roses are red

All of the leaves have gone green

And the clouds are so low

You can touch them and so

Come out to the meadow, Jean

'Til the sheep in the valley come home my way

'Til the stars fall around me and find me alone

When the sun comes a-singing

I'll still be waiting for Jean, Jean

Roses are red

All of the leaves have gone green

And the clouds are so low

You can touch them and so

Come out to the meadow

Jean, Jean, roses are red

All of the leaves have gone green

Jean, Jean, roses are red

All the leaves have gone green

Jean, Jean, roses are red

All the leaves have gone green

Jean, Jean, roses are red

All of the leaves have gone green