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PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Olney
David Olney
Vocals
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David Olney
David Olney
Composer
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Tommy Goldsmith
Tommy Goldsmith
Producer

Lyrics

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 When your raging's through, I'll cut that oak in two" The wind began to moan, the old oak tree began to groan Thunder raged like hell's own daughter The air was filled with fire and water Laughing viciously, lightning struck that tree The old oak tree began to shudder But he held his ground like some old soldier His ancient pride was burnt and shaken But something deep inside did waken He raised his limbs just like Moses And blossomed roses He blossomed roses He blossomed roses The sky is clear, the air is clean The earth is brown, the forest green The ancient oak he still is standing With strength surpassing understanding Like dreams a noble mind composes, he blossoms roses He blossoms roses, roses, roses, roses
Writer(s): David Charles Olney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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