Little Green
Joni Mitchell
Born with the Moon in cancer
Choose her a name she will answer to
Call her Green
And the winters cannot fade her
Call her Green
For the children who've made her
Little Green
Be a gypsy dancer
He went to California
Hearing that everything's warmer there
So you write him a letter and say
Her eyes are blue
He sends you a poem
And she's lost to you
Little Green
He's a non-conformer
Just a little Green
Like the color when the spring is born
There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow
Just a little Green
Like the nights when the northern lights perform
There'll be icicles and birthday clothes
And sometimes there'll be sorrow
Child with a child, pretending
Weary of lies you are sending home
So you sign all the papers
In the family name
You're sad and you're sorry
But you're not ashamed
Little Green
Have a happy ending
Just a little Green
Like the color when the spring is born
There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow
Just a little Green
Like the nights when the northern lights perform
There'll be icicles and birthday clothes
And sometimes there'll be sorrow