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From Mighty Oaks (Ray Thomas) · Dead Oaks EP (Now, Now)


And the creatures all have fled
As the maples scream 'Oppression!'
And the oaks, just shake their heads 

So the maples formed a union
And demanded equal rights
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
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
a face of lines which melt in the world 

I am oak 
I am oak 
I am oak 
I am oak
own native locales. 
If you wanna see young acorns 
Growing into oaks, you gotta 
See the fellas and gals. 
And inspecting extra special, 
A bunch
out-law
Suit and tie, overall
Great oaks, best smokes
Jelly jam, jell-o roll
Fried tomato, baked potato
Soup and kettle, double barrel
Bow and arrow,
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
space
In Brittany, Eire and Caledonia there dwelt a mighty race
Celts they were called, like their holy oaks, they had a giant grace

(Fierce was
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
Old pop in an oak, pop in an oak 
Once you could hear the sucker linger show 
Thought I ever gonna see my old pop in an oak 
Ever gonna see his
You hear me talking you know I'm from the O-A-K
I tell it like it is and that's the only way
I'm the M the A the see the K I write my rhymes
(Verse 1):
You hear me talking you know I'm from the O-A-K
I tell it like it is and that's the only way
I'm the M the A the C the K I write my
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
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'll go whichever way the winds blow,
It's hard to swim against the tide,
The willow bends in a tornado,
The oak will shatter as it dies.

Save
wish once again in the North I could be."
For the oak and the ash and the bonny ivy tree
They all grow green in the North country.
While sadly I roam I
There's two trees in Becky Hill's front yard,
One big, and one small
That big oak's been there for ages
And they planted that willow last fall

He
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
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
Do send their distant call,
The quiet joys of brotherhood,
And love is lord of all.

The oak and weed together rise,
Along the common ground.
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

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