Lyrics:
to someone.
Picture of me when I was just three,
Sucking my thumb by the old oak tree.
Oh how I love things as they used to be,
Don't show me no more,
oak tree
That's old fashioned, that's the way love should be
We enjoy sitting side by side
In the booth in the ice cream parlor
Where we play
hangin'
From a big oak tree.
Down from Mississippi
Down to New Orleans.
Hey hey hey hey ya
Hey hey ya ya
Well let's go everybody
Take a trip with
a white oak tree
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry (ah-uh-eye)
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
In South Carolina there are many tall pines
I remember the oak tree that we used to climb
But now when I'm lonesome, I always pretend
That I'm
oak tree.
That's old fashioned.
That's the way love should be.
We enjoy sitting side by side
In the booth at the ice cream parlor
Where we play
Who will love a little sparrow?
Who's traveled far and cries for rest?
"Not I," said the oak tree
"I won't share my branches
With no sparrow's
oak tree
It takes people like you to make people like me
Though skies may turn gray for a while
You can brighten each day with a smile
I don't mind I don't mind I did for a time but I don't mind
Once I was strong as a mountain I stood tall like a giant oak tree
Now my blood runs
a white oak tree
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry (ah-uh-eye)
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
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,
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
eating me away
It's taking me under
No air to breathe, no blood to bleed
Standing by the oak tree
Crooked bones all over me
Knock, knock, hear the clock
with the Goodyear swing
On the oak tree, I hope we feel like this forever
Forever, forever, ever, forever, ever?
Forever never seems that long until
and a satchel of gold
Then next to the graveyard by the old oak tree
On a dark foggy night at a quarter to three
She was ready to go, but where was he?
chick-a-dee
Every little bird in the tall oak tree
The wise old owl, the big black crow
Flappin' their wings singing go bird go
Rockin' robin, rok rock rock
'Cause I love ya
An' I don't care, a-what they say
Saw you from my window
Standin' by the big oak tree
I sat an' thought an' wondered, baby
About how it
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
oak tree
It takes people like you to make people like me
Though skies may turn gray for a while
You can brighten each day with a smile
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
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
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
you
It's like that oak tree in my childhood garden
It's like that first summer I spent in Egypt
It's like that warm evening you read to me
Both
moss hangin' from a live oak tree.
Mississippi,
Save a place for me;
I'll be comin' home again [comin' home again],
Mississippi, until then [until
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