Oak Tree

Oak tree oak tree

Oh how I love thee

You are my best friend

I spend my days

Beneath your shade

Leaves swaying in the wind

The Alabama summer left me

Sweating through my clothes

Only when I sat beneath

Your leaves did I feel cold

Oak tree oak tree

Oh how I love thee

You are my best friend

I spend my days

Beneath your shade

Leaves swaying in the wind

One autumn day

My Pops walked up

A chainsaw in his hand

My tears fell

As he cut you down

I could not understand

Oak tree oak tree

Oh how I love thee

I can't believe you're gone

It makes me mad

The way my dad

Turned you to a log

On one December night

The temperature hit thirty-three

My dad walked in

From the front porch

And I said Can it be

He stacked some wood

Inside the fireplace

And struck a match

He sat there with a smile

As I watched it burn to ash

Oak tree oak tree

Oh how I love thee

You gave your life for us

You kept me cool

Back in June

And now you warm us up

Oak tree oak tree

Oh how I love thee

I have but one regret

Once winter ends

And spring begins

I won't see you again