Upon the bitter green she walked the hills above the town

Echo to her footsteps as soft as Eider down

Waiting for her master to kiss away her tears

Waiting through the years



Bitter Green they called her

Walking in the sun

Loving everyone that she met

Bitter Green they called her

Waiting in the sun

Waiting for someone to take her home



Some say he was a sailor who died away at sea

Some say he was a prisoner who never was set free

Lost upon the ocean he died there in the mist

Dreaming of her kiss



Bitter Green they called her

Walking in the sun

Loving everyone that she met

Bitter Green they called her

Waiting in the sun

Waiting for someone to take her home



But now the bitter green is gone, the hills have turned to rust

There comes a weary stranger, his tears fall in the dust

Kneeling by the churchyard in the autumn mist

Dreaming of a kiss



Bitter Green they called her

Walking in the sun

Loving everyone that she met

Bitter Green they called her

Waiting in the sun

Waiting for someone to take her home