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The oak tree where I met you
And the writing on the statue
I still remember every word you said
I'm not a soldier but I'm fighting
Can you
would feel
Honestly, I don't know anymore
But oh I try
Every time the world makes me look at myself
I sit and stare at The Oak Tree
It's been there for
And that oak tree on the hill
To those dogs out barkin' in the yard
And that tractor in the field.
And those kids up on the front porch
Screamin', "Mama,
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The oak tree where I met you
And the writing on the statue
I still remember every word you said
I’m not a soldier, but I’m fighting
Can you hear me
Oak tree eyes
Oak tree eyes
Oak tree eyes
Once we were
Once we were
The tall and brave ones
And all the tears
All the tears
We cried would turn
Made of wood
Made of mud
Made of poetry and blood
He is hanging from the old oak tree
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He is hanging
He is hanging
He is hanging from the old oak
across the room
Got the top down out on the highway
Picnic under the oak tree
Summer breeze on a Sunday afternoon
I’m thankful, I’m so thankful for you
The old oak tree had roots so far down in the ground
I fell from it and hit the dirt without a sound
I dreamt at night of growing wings so I could
long mile, it were not more than three
Till she came to a new dug grave beneath the white oak tree
Out and sprang young Jellon Graeme from out
cracked and dry,
and there's that old oak tree I used to play on.
Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary, hair of gold and lips like cherries.
It's good
standing though the paint is cracked and dry
There's that old oak tree that I used to play on
Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary hair of gold and lips
of the sun
I am the tall oak tree
I am the jungle stream
I am the morning sun ha ha ha
Smiling over everyone
I am the shining sea
I am the mountain
of the sun
I am the tall oak tree
I am the jungle stream
I am the morning sun ha ha ha
Smiling over everyone
I am the shining sea
I am the mountain
And we'll undress beside the ashes of the fire
Both our tender bellies bound in baling wire
All the more a pair of underwater pearls
Than the oak tree and its
of the sun
I am the tall oak tree
I am the jungle stream
I am the morning sun ha ha ha
Smiling over everyone
I am the shining sea
I am the mountain
and damn my life
Don't tell 'em that I told you, but it blows my mind
What they don't see is the shade under the oak tree
Sunshine behind the clouds
the pigs are grazing
I've been dreaming of you bleeding
I've repressed these awful feelings
Hanging from a wilted oak tree
No one there to hear you
young and free like the wind in a live oak tree
There's gold in the sun when I wake up
A little bit of liquor in my coffee cup
I got boots on the floor
me
Invisible to the crowd see?
But I grew silently
A lot of eyes couldn't even believe
That the oak seed became an strong oak tree
That the oak seed
'neath that big oak tree
That's important to me
Always havin' you to hold
Bein' beside you when we grow old
And they'll plant us 'neath that big
There's a black crow sitting on a bare oak tree
And the winter sun is low
And it's painting shadows on the old brown hills
And the meadows down
that old oak tree that I used to play on
Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green
a love that's stronger
Than an oak tree
That will be standing in the sun
When my life is done, yeah
A carefree girl
I couldn't see
All the future
damn
See, the water ain't safe no more
I'm just tryin' to be a solid oak tree
For every child to carve it's name across
The water ain't safe no more
I'm
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