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
'Til the sheep in the valley come home my way 'Til the stars fall around me and find me alone When the sun comes a-singin', I'll be waitin' for Jean
Jean, Jean, the roses are red All of the leaves have gone green And the hills are ablaze with the moon's yellow haze Come into my arms, bonnie Jean
And run, if you will, to the top of the hill Open your arms, bonnie JeanTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
