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Artists:
The Oak · Wye Oak · The Oak Ridge Boys · Black Oak Arkansas · Wally Fowler & The Oak Ridge Quartet · Tree · By the Tree · Porcupine Tree · Fever Tree · Greenwood Tree – and 15 other artists »
Albums:
Tie a Yellow Ribbon 'Round the Old Oak Tree · The Oak and the Laurel · Gospel Oak · Hearts of Oak · The Oak and the Laurel · Journeys from Gospel Oak · The Best of the Oak Ridge Boys · Black Oak Arkansas · The Oak Ridge Boys · Smokin' at the Oak Bar – and 217 other albums »
Let's burn down the cornfield Let's burn down the cornfield And we can listen to it burn You hide behind the oak tree You hide behind
Let's burn down the cornfield Let's burn down the cornfield And we can listen to it burn You hide behind the oak tree You hide behind the oak
know just what to do If you still want me, if you still want me Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon round the ole oak tree It's been three long years, do you
There was a tall oak tree that loved a bubblin' brook And the bubblin' brook loved a mountain high And the mountain high loved the sky above
Let's burn down the cornfield Let's burn down the cornfield We can listen to it burn We'll hide behind the oak tree Hide behind the oak
The way I feel is like a robin Whose babes have flown to come no more A tall oak tree alone and cryin' When the birds have flown and the nest is
There was a tall oak tree That loved a babblin brook, And the babblin brook loved the mountain high, And the mountain high Loved the sky above.
I sowed a seed Underneath the oak tree I trod it in With my boots I trampled it down Grow Grow Grow I sowed a rose Underneath the oak
Lightning spoke to the wind, "The devil's in me today, my friend Do you see that old oak tree down yonder? Blow like hell and bring down thunder
I walked through the park and saw a young oak tree growing, Growing beside an old bark hit by lightning. I asked the young tree how he wished
to me then? Under the oak trees and the leaves withering Do you remember what you said to me then? Under the oak trees and the leaves withering
Goodnight love we'll meet again Tomorrow down by the old oak tree Climb up here and she's up there And they're keepin' us worlds apart I'm in misery she's in
the paint is cracked and dry, And there's the old oak tree that I used to play on. Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary, Hair of gold and lips like
the old oak tree that I used to play on Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary Hair of gold and lips like cherry It's so good to touch the green green
the paint is cracked and dry, And there's the old oak tree that I used to play on. Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary, Hair of gold and lips like
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,
sweetly It's so 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 the old oak
Oak Hanging Tree It's the Old Oak Hanging Tree Nothing will grow in the ground The Old Oak is killing it all If you are ever around Beware
And 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 like cherries It's good to touch the green,
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,
Up a Lazy River by the old mill run That lazy lazy river in the noon day sun Linger in the shade of an old oak tree Throw away your troubles dream
oak tree As they lay me beneath the green, green grass of home
Only one can make the valley deep The mountain high, the oak tree strong Only one can bless us while we sleep And give us faith to keep To keep
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 that old oak tree 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,