There was a tall oak tree That loved a babbling brook And the babbling brook Loved the mountain high
And the mountain high Loved the sky above The Creator looked down And saw everything was Love, love, love
No, he took a bone And a piece of mud He made a man and a woman To be flesh and blood
And then along came the Devil Up out of the ground He tempted woman and That spread sin all around All around, all around
If she'd left that apple On the apple tree There'd be no tears or sorrow We'd live eternally
And then along came Man To burn the oak tree down And now the babbling brook Is a solid ground
And the mountain high Don't stand so high And there's a cloud of smoke That covers up the clear blue sky
There was a tall oak tree There was a tall oak tree There was a tall oak treeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.