Lyrics:
I watched my daughter
extract and examine
an acorn hidden in mulch
and vicariously
loved the little boy
buried among the oak leaves
little corn fields
And sitting 'round that mighty oak
Talking to those friendly folks
Somebody knows (somebody knows)
Somebody cares (somebody
a highwayman he wanted all my money
My heart beat like a drum
I gave him all my money
And sweet he smiled at me
His beauty eye took pity
Beneath the black oak
little corn fields
And sitting 'round that mighty oak
Talking to those friendly folks
Somebody knows (somebody knows)
Somebody cares (somebody
For centuries now the oak stands tall
Bear and deer feast when the acorns fall
How many squirrels have made it their home
And how many birds through
one but you and I
How I wish the little gate will open
And that you might walk with me
Down to the end of that rainbow
To the sign on that old oak
You appeared like an oak in the mist
Fleeting, yet there all along
I captured but only a glimpse
Ensnared by what I saw
You left in the quiet
Of all the trees that grow so fair
Old England to adorn
Greater are none beneath the sun
Than oak and ash and thorn
Sing oak and ash and thorn good
Love Under the Oak Tree
Verse 1
In a meadow where the wildflowers sway,
Stands an oak tree, ancient and wise,
Its branches reach out in a warm
a picture of a tall oak tree by my side
Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin' muscles
Everyone was there but nobody tried to hide
Newspapermen
when you go, go, go.
So keep repeating it's the berries;
The strongest oak must fall.
The sweet things in life
To you were just loaned,
So how can
at that leash
All fall down
Can't complain, musn't grumble
Help yourself to another peace of apple crumble
And consequently:
Hearts of oak are charged
when you go, go, go.
So keep repeating it's the berries;
The strongest oak must fall.
The sweet things in life
To you were just loaned,
So how can
a picture of a tall oak tree by my side
Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin' muscles
Everyone was there but nobody tried to hide
Newspapermen
Whiskey bottles, and brand new cars
Oak tree you're in my way
There's too much coke and too much smoke
Look what's going on inside you
Ooh that
into great big oaks above
As I grow old I can see it's true and mama that's why I intend to do
This good life is laid off resting in the shade of
Little
There's a big oak table
It's a place in my house where I label
Every piece of our memories
In my big oak table
Yesterday I missed you
I walked down
sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
The old house is still standing,
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's an old oak
an oak in the wind
Like an old familiar friend
Like a harbor in a wild and raging sea
Darlin' you are always there for me
When I take your love for
I knew
Back home there stands an old house
With a picket fence beneath a big oak tree
I can almost see the backyard
And a little girl with
on time."
Then he turned around and said to his black, greasy fireman,
"Shovel on a little more coal.
"And when we cross that White Oak mountain,
"Watch
Started out at The Darby, ended up at 1 Oak
Started out at The Darby, ended up at 1 Oak
Oak
Started out at The Darby, ended up at 1 Oak
Started out
leaned my back up against some young oak,
Thinking he was a trusty tree,
But first he bended and then he broke,
And thus did my false love to me.
I
leaned my back up against some young oak,
Thinking he was a trusty tree,
But first he bended and then he broke,
And thus did my false love to me.
I
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