GREENIN' UP
(David Mallett)

There's an old horse in the pasture
And just like me he's seen his better days
But he sniffs the air this mornin'
And his eyes take on an old familiar glaze
He kicks his heels, throws his head
Looks right at me like I understood
That it's springtime in the country
And the pasture grass is greenin' up real good

There's a bullfrog in the bog behind my house
And he'll be makin' such a sound
Long late in the afternoon
Right up till the evenin' sun goes down
He's happy to be livin' in a world
Of fiddleheads and rotton wood
And it's springtime in the country
And the pasture grass is greenin' up real good

It's greenin' up real good
Lookin' mighty fine
Every little seed
Comin' right on time
Up across the field
Up into the wood
It's greenin' up real good

Well I work all day in the garden
This time of year there's just too much to do
But there's a fishin' pole in the corner
And it's strung up with a line as fine as dew
Tomorrow there'll be lots of time
To do the million things I know I should
And it's springtime in the country
And the pasture grass is greenin' up real good

It's greenin' up real good
Lookin' mighty fine
Every little weed
Every little vine
Where the open field
Gives way to the wood
It's greenin' up real good

It's greenin' up real good
Lookin' mighty fine
Every little seed
Comin' right on time
Up across the field
Up into the wood
It's greenin' up real good

Words and music by David Mallett. Copyright Cherry Lane Music Pub. Co. 1999 ASCAP.

Source: lyrics in booklet accompanying David Mallett 'Ambition' Flying Fish CD FF 674.

--Stewie.