Gather round, my children, and I'll tell you a tale of old "Trees" they were called, and they occupied the planet from pole to pole I heard one could climb them, and swing from their limbs Some even talked as they waved in the wind Picture this: a land never travelled Untouched by the greed of human desire Picture this: a land of self-realisation Where we all can discover how it all began Said I'm talking 'bout a green country The way it used to be Said I'm talking 'bout a green country Close your eyes and walk with me A green country was a thing of the past Let's dream of a day when a green country will live again The gentlest of giants no longer exists We cut them, we burned them, we cleared them away Forests and pastures, meadows and glades Teeming with life and fed by the rain A dominant colour rose from the ground Its shades were many, the air it would clean There once was a country Where everything was green, green, green, green, green Said I'm talking 'bout a green country The way it used to be Said I'm talking 'bout a green country Close your eyes and walk with me A green country was a thing of the past Let's dream of a day when a green country will live again Green, green Green country will live again Green, green Green country will live again... (Russ Ives; 1994 Naked Earth Productions)