Born with the Moon in cancer Choose her a name she will answer to Call her Green And the winters cannot fade her Call her Green For the children who've made her Little Green Be a gypsy dancer
He went to California Hearing that everything's warmer there So you write him a letter and say Her eyes are blue He sends you a poem And she's lost to you Little Green He's a non-conformer
Just a little Green Like the color when the spring is born There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow Just a little Green Like the nights when the northern lights perform There'll be icicles and birthday clothes And sometimes there'll be sorrow
Child with a child, pretending Weary of lies you are sending home So you sign all the papers In the family name You're sad and you're sorry But you're not ashamed Little Green Have a happy ending
Just a little Green Like the color when the spring is born There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow Just a little Green Like the nights when the northern lights perform There'll be icicles and birthday clothes And sometimes there'll be sorrow
