Green Hills Lyrics - Phil Ochs

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