Phil Ochs - Green Hills Lyrics

Wandering through this rolling land Wandering all around From the deserts dry, to mountains high And everywhere here’s what I found I’ve found green hills rolling to the valleys Rolling to the grassy plains, rolling to the sand And the blue streams rolling to the rivers Rolling to the silver bay, rolling to the sea In the spring time and the summer rain And the winter’s cold and clean And the leaves were kissed by the autumn mist And everywhere here’s what I’ve seen I’ve seen green hills rolling to the valleys Rolling to the grassy plains, rolling to the sand And the blue streams rolling to the rivers Rolling to the silver bay, rolling to the sea And these young hands may be growing old And this brown hair may turn to gray We may come and go but still one thing I know That this rolling land is here to stay All the green hills rolling to the valleys Rolling to the grassy plains, rolling to the sand And the blue streams rolling to the rivers Rolling to the silver bay, rolling to the sea Phil Ochs Lyrics Green Hills Lyrics