Jean, jean, roses are red   All the leaves have gone green   And the clouds are so low   You can touch them, and so   Come out to the meadow, jean      Jean, jean, you're young and alive   Come out of your half-dreamed dream   And run, if you will, to the top of the hill   Open your arms, bonnie jean      Till the sheep in the valley come home I don't wait   Till the stars fall around me and find me alone   When the sun comes a-singin'   I'll still be waiting      Jean, jean, roses are red   And all of the leaves have gone green   And the clouds are so low   You can touch them, and so   Come into my arms, bonnie jean      All the hills are ablaze with the moon's yellow haze   Come into my arms, bonnie jean   Jean, you're young and alive!!