Velvet Green Lyrics

Walking on - Scots Pine growing.
Isn't it rare to be taking the air, sinning -
Walking on.

Walking on - distant cows lowing.
Never a care; with your legs in the air, loving -
Walking on.

Won't you have my company, yes, take it in your hands.
Go down on, with a country-man.
Who's a young girl's fancy and an old maid's dream.
Tell your mother that you walked all night on.

One dusky half-hour's ride up to the north.
There lies your reputation and all that you're worth.
Where the scent of wild roses turns the milk to cream.
Tell your mother that you walked all night on.

And the long grass blows in the evening cool.
And August's rare delight may be April's fool.
But think not of that my love, I'm tight against the seam.
And I'm growing up to meet you down on.

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Now I may tell you that it's love and not just lust.
And if we live the lie, let's lie in trust.
On golden daffodils, to catch the silver stream
That washes out the wild oat seed on.

We'll dream as lovers under the stars:
Of civilizations raging afar.
And the ragged dawn breaks on your battle scars
As you walk home cold and alone upon.

Walking on - Scots Pine growing.
Isn't it rare to be taking the air, sinning -
Walking on.

Walking on - distant cows lowing.
Never a care; with your legs in the air, loving -
Walking on.

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