Greenhorn The Black Crowes

Greenhorn dreams of salty seas
Of maidens fair and lovely
Who beckon and call from emerald walls
Of cities far and strange

Greenhorn hears melodies
From mountaintops and low valleys
Of chimney smoke and Easter's hope
And love not lost in vain

I wanna wake up in the morning
(Wake up in the morning)
Wake and look into your eyes
Wake up in the morning
Wake and look into your eyes

Before I see the world
Under darkening skies
Gonna wake up in the morning
Wake and look into your eyes

Greenhorn feels the cold winds blow
Now he knows it's time to go
Now he longs for open roads
He longs to leave the pines