Jethro Tull - Velvet Green

Walking on velvet green. Scots pine growing.
Isn't it rare to be taking the air, sinning
Walking on velvet green.

Walking on velvet green. Distant cows lowing.
Never a care, with your legs in the air, loving.
Walking on velvet green.

Won't you have my company, yes, take it in your hands.
Go down on velvet green with a country man
Who's a young girl's fancy and an old maid's dream.
Tell your mother that you walked all night on velvet green.

One dusky half-hour's ride up to the north.
There lies your reputation and all that you're worth.
Where the scent of wild roses turns the milk to cream.
Tell your mother that you walked all night on velvet green.

And the long grass blows in the evening cool
And August's rare delights may be April's fool
But think not of that my love
I'm tight against the seam
And I'm growing up to meet you down on Velvet Green
Now let me tell you that it's love and not just lust
And if we live the lie let's lie in trust
On golden daffodils to catch the silver stream
That washes out the wild oat seed on Velvet Green
We'll dream as lovers under the stars
But civilization's raging afar
And the ragged dawn breaks on your battle scars
As you walk home cold and alone upon velvet green