Words and Music by Dottie Burman
Jennie grew up
In the house next to mine.
We were good friends
From the time we were four.
Sharing our laughter
And sharing our tears.
Sharing our dreams
Of what life had in store.
Chorus:
Both of our houses
Seemed almost the same
High on a hill
Overlooking the sea.
I'd play in her garden
She'd play in mine.
Somehow her grass
Seemed much greener to me.
Jennie was married
When she was eighteen.
Raised up her children
Till now they are grown.
I've rambled round the world
Singing my songs.
Jennie's still married
And I live alone.
Chorus:
Jennie and I
Went out walking tonight.
She told me she'd always
Been envying me.
Envied the hours
I followed my dreams.
Envied the days
I was growing and free.
Chorus:
Both of our houses
Seemed almost the same
High on a hill
Overlooking the sea.
I'd play in her garden
She'd play in mine.
Somehow her grass
Seemed much greener to me.
Much greener to me.
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