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Made of wood Made of mud Made of poetry and blood He is hanging from the old oak tree CHORUS: He is hanging He is hanging He is hanging from the old oak
THERE IS UNREST IN THE FOREST TROUBLE WITH THE TREES FOR THE MAPLES WANT MORE SUNLIGHT AND THE OAKS IGNORE THEIR PLEAS THE TROUBLE WITH THE MAPLES
THERE IS UNREST IN THE FOREST TROUBLE WITH THE TREES FOR THE MAPLES WANT MORE SUNLIGHT AND THE OAKS IGNORE THEIR PLEAS THE TROUBLE WITH THE MAPLES
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
Climb aboard Climb on Climb up This tall oak tree When I met you My heart skipped a beat And down from my eyes Came a teardrop I was just a seed
Rolling into Roseville, where legends till the dirt Oak Creek's callin', where the thrill never hurts In Northern Cali's heart, there's a track
Everybody who knows me, damn sure knows I'll be twenty foot high in a tall white oak That's the real truck, duck, buck and bass pro There ain't nothing
shelter or where will we sleep?” For the Oak and the Ash they are all cutten down And the walls of Bonny Portmore are all down to the ground. O Bonny
I've last felt its presence Into the woods Where the oak tree's swaying Into the woods Where the oak tree's waiting Hours passing inside beaten
Underneath the oak tree There lies a single gem Its beauty everlasting Like a brilliant diadem Guarded as a treasure Safe within its fort It gives
She's not you but she loves me and I know she'll stay with me And I'm learning to love her with time [ piano ] Well over there that old oak tree where you
Poor, poor Lenore carried off by crows As she wandered alone where the red oaks grow Black, black were their beaks twisted in her hair And black
I'm on that opp shit, I'm on that fuck shit Eleven Oaks, got a cutter and he like to cut shit These pussy niggas on some other shit, I ain't the other
just what to do If you still want me If you still want me Tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree It's been three long years Do you still want me If I
When our kisses fly like oak leaves Caught in a gust of wind My heart beats fast, a clickty-clack Like a train goin' round a bend I call
Drink that fucker up Aged in an old barrel oak They stamped that drink Barrel full O' smoke Aged in Blackjack oak They call that drink Now the parties
Follow me to tacoma Follow me to tacoma Let's saddle up It's time to leave White oaks for evergreens The pacific northwest it calls to me The pacific
wood like oak Wish a bitch wood like oak Wish a bitch wood like oak Wish a bitch wood like oak Wish a bitch wood like oak oak You Getting way way way too
Don't ask forever, Love me now This love of mine Had no beginning It has no end I was an oak, Now I'm a willow Now I can bend And tho' I'll
Love is all I seek Love is all I seek And when at times my words desert me Music is the tongue I speak I rest my head beside a white oak tree No
I knew you'd be coming for me Coming for me Slam into a fuckin oak tree I knew you'd be coming for me Coming for me Slam into a fucking oak tree Slam
caught the old rainmaker just as he was leavin' town Yeah they hung the rainmaker beneath the dead oak tree As he cried and he pleaded just wait wait
You can catch me over east, bust a right on Torrence On my way to River oaks, to spend ya mama mortgage And the day I turn 40 i want 40 o*****
The owl eyes Above a old oak a wise owl watch the moor Happy solitude Hundred of autumn dusk contemplated In solitude Beneath the moon and sun
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