someplace green

oak ridge boys, the

the good lord made man

then he rested for a little while

said look what i've done

ain't he pretty

then he cracked a smile

i'll watch him grow

i'll hear him talk

learn to love and fight

but when he's had his fill of these i'll walk him through the night

to someplace green

someplace nice

someplace that i call paradise

growin' greener in the rain

waitin' there for man to claim

the good lord looked down on the earth one afternoon and frowned

said man ain't learned an awful lot since i carved him out of ground

he's built a lot of steeples of clay and rocks and sand

but he hasn't learned to get along with his fellow man

and someplace green

someplace nice

someplace that i call paradise

is growin' greener in the rain

waitin' there for man to claim

the good lord's been around a while

he'll turn a tee at least

and i guess he'll be around a while

when time and tide have ceased

lookin' down from somewhere

tryin' hard to find

if man has earned his paradise the other side of time

and someplace green

someplace nice

someplace that he calls paradise

is growin' greener in the rain

waitin' there for man to claim

yes growin' green

green

green in the rai-ai-ain

waitin' there for man to claim