~ The Only Green ~

sung to the tune of Little Drummer Boy

The only green, the pine trees reaching high
The only sound, the song the wind may sigh
For softly, softly falls the feathering snow
It drifts against the cabins, snuggling low
How shall we know? How shall we know?
Winter's come and Eagle Island's alone
We have gone home

Breaking ice means another spring
The mountains seem to wake, the rushing brooks sing
The woodlands echo in the joy of the sun
It brings to us the hint of summer to come
Summer of fun, summer to come.
Summer days for which we all have yearned
They have returned