Velvet Green

Walking on velvet green, Scots pine growing
Isn't it rare to be taking the air, singing
Walking on velvet green

Walking on velvet green, distant cows lowing
Never a care with your legs in the air, loving
Walking on velvet green

Won't you have my company, yes, take it in your hands
Go down on velvet green 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 velvet green

One dusky half-hour's ride up to the north
There lies your reputation, 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 velvet green

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 velvet green
One, two, three, four

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 velvet green

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 velvet green

Walking on velvet green, Scots pine growing
Isn't it rare to be taking the air, singing
Walking on velvet green

Walking on velvet green, distant cows lowing
Never a care with your legs in the air, loving
Walking on velvet green