the Greenwood Tree - Connie Stevens

I was in the garden, 'neath the greenwood tree

Dreaming of my own true love sad as I could be

Memories sweet and tender, drifted back too me

Here we met and said goodbye, 'neath the greenwood tree

Though the days may come and go

Though we’re far apart

We who love do not forget

Though our hearts are over lonely

We shall be together

Come and sit with me

Happiness is ours to share

'Neath the greenwood tree

We shall be together

Come and sit with me

Happiness is ours to share

'Neath the greenwood tree

'Neath the greenwood tree