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This old man I've talked about
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broke his own heart,
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poured it in the ground
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Big red tree grew up and out,
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throws up its leaves,
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spins round and round.
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I know all this and more
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So take your hat off
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when you're talking to me
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and be there when I feed the tree
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This little squirrel I used to be
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slammed her bike down the stairs
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They put silver where her teeth had been
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Baby silvertooth, she grins and grins
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I know all this and more
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So take your hat off boy
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when you're talking to me
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and be there when I feed the tree
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Take your hat off boy
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when you're talking to me
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and be there when I feed the tree
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This old man I used to be
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spins around, around, around the tree
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Silver baby come to me
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I'll only hurt you in my dreams
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I know all this and...
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I know all this and...
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I know all this and more
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So take your hat off boy
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when you're talking to me
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and be there when I feed the tree
|
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Take your hat off
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when you're talking to me
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and be there when I feed the tree
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Feed The Tree
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| Belly |
