Connie Stevens the greenwood tree studio

I was in the garden, 'neath the greenwood tree
Dreaming of my own true love sad as I could be
Memories sweet and tender, drifted back too me
Here we met and said goodbye, 'neath the greenwood tree
Though the days may come and go
Though we're far apart
We who love do not forget
Though our hearts are over lonely
We shall be together
Come and sit with me
Happiness is ours to share
'Neath the greenwood tree
We shall be together
Come and sit with me
Happiness is ours to share
'Neath the greenwood tree
'Neath the greenwood tree