Comin' Green

When the wind's blowing soft through the valley

And the rain's falling gentle and thin

And it looks like the streams are a poppin' it seems

It's comin' comin' green

When the sun's pourin' gold on the meadow

And the land's laying still and serene

Then the folks will allow that they reckon as how

It's comin' comin' green

And the fields start to pretty up in blossom

And the hills start a puttin' on the shore

And the seeds are kind of playin' possum

Pretending likey they're never gonna grow

But you walk out your door of a morning

That's like no other morning you've seen

And you don't have a care cause God's been out there

And it's comin' comin' green