Texty: The Essex Green. Everything Is Green.

Mondays I'm alone with you
It took me by surprise
I never saw that boy in you
Locked behind your eyes
We're not ready for the cut
So I'll meet you in the rough
By the side of the creek.
Will you birdie, will you bogie?
It doesn't matter much
Just keep your head down, & swing right through
Soon you'll be in the cup
In the woods what will we find?
This day was made for you and I
Everything is green
Everything is green
High above the hill, I could see for miles
There wasn't any doubt I could see the light
There wasn't any doubt as your read your lines.
In the woods what will we find?
This day was made for you and I.
Everything is green.
Everything is green.
Everything is green.
Everything is green.
Everything is green.