Lyrics:
oak tree
Sayin' God you know I'm a mess
And that girl would be the best gift you could ever give me
Now he fixes cars, sings & picks a guitar
Does
that trendy crap|I love a flat wood ol' front porch made of an old oak tree|And that's how I'll always be||I'll always be a fan of ol' stray dogs
a giant of a man that the miners knew well
Grabbed the saggin' timber and gave out with a groan
And like a giant oak tree, just stood there alone, Big John
marks on the oak tree are now petrified
At night when the moon shines so far away
It gets mighty lonesome looking down on their graves
There lies Billy
You will notice me
I'll be leaving my mark like initals carved in an old oak tree
You wait and see
Maybe I'll write like Twain wrote
Maybe I'll paint
the life for...
You little maggot
Have you never seen the moon
Gliding 'cross the western sky
A dead oak tree by the waterside
Putrid vapors rising
That
it's a good start
Pull out a chainsaw to the oak tree
Where our car bear a name
Took her back home to our parking spot
Upon lover's lane
I've been
walked a giant of a man that the minors knew well.
Grabbed a sagging timber and gave out with a groan,
and like a giant oak tree he just stood there alone,
rounds the bend
I'm gone with the wind,Yaw All Come Back Again!
I'm hanging moss from a live oak tree
Good old Southern fried chicken and the cypress limb.
cuttin everything but
The price my nigga
She said I'm up here where the clouds be
Smokin' weed got me higher than an oak tree
Number one rule, smoke you
a good start
Pull out a chainsaw to the oak tree
Where our car bear a name
Took her back home to our parking spot
Upon lover's lane
I've been leaving
moss hangin'
From a big oak tree
Down the Mississippi, down in New Orleans
I said, a hey hey hey yeah
I said, hey hey hey yeah
I said, a hey hey hey
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
Well over there that old oak tree where
You gave
and I'll decline
King meets queen, then the puppy love thing
Together dream
Bout that crib with the Goodyear swing
On the oak tree
I hope we feel like this
sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
The old house is still standing tho' the paint is cracked and dry
And there's that old oak
but the boy just turned wrong
Now I can still see the flowers down by that old oak tree
And it looks like there's room beside him just enough room for
a giant oak tree he just stood there alone, big John
(Big John, big John) big bad John (big John)
And with all of his strength he gave a mighty shove
breezes
And stronger than the wild oak tree
That's how I will hold you, oh, darling, endlessly
Oh, my love, you are my heaven
You are my kingdom, you
Moody River more deadly than the vainest knife
Moody River your muddy water took my baby's life
Last Saturday evening I came to the old oak tree
on the church with the steeple
Down by the village green.
'Twas there I met a girl called daisy
And kissed her by the old oak tree.
Although I loved my daisy,
be
Down in some lonesome valley
Hangin' from a white oak tree
Hang down your head, Tom Dula
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom
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
Ooooh that
know I can't be free
My heart will yearn till I return
Missouri's callin' me
In memory I still can see that oak tree on the lawn
And hear again
the hell, it's a good start
Pull out a chainsaw to the oak tree
Where our car bear a name
Took her back home to your parking spot
Upon lover's lane
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