Green Fingers



hibiscus head-in a flower bed

a finger hewn-planted and sewn

oh magic in her hands-she could make anything grow

magic in her hands - she had green fingers

it's curious

where animals don't go

mandrake-rooted deep into the soil

where the sun won't fall but it flourishes

see the pretty maids all in a row

chorus

it's reaching

and groping a clammy handshake

clawing the ivy

crawling the tightrope along the lattice work

with this hand i thee wed

with this hand i thee bed

with this hand i . . .

sioux