Jean

Jean, Jean, the roses are red And other leaves have come green And the clouds are so little You can touch them and some Come out to the metal Jean, jean, you're young and alive Come out of your half dream, dream And run if you will to the top of the hill Open your arms, buddy Jean To the shipping, the valley come home our way To the stars all around me And find me alone when the sun and singin' I still be waiting Jean, Jean, the roses are red And other leaves have gone green And the clouds are so little You can touch them in the sun Come into my arms, buddy Jean All the hills in the blaze With the one you know names Come into my eyes, bunny Jean Come into my arms, Jean