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