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Willow Tree

Willow, Willow, Willow Tree

We’re very similar

You and me

While others climb up to the sky

We stay quite low

And wonder why

We twist, we turn, we look so strong

But deep inside

There’s something wrong

We weep, we weep, we weep all day

We try so hard

To run away

But we’re both rooted to this land

And so I’ll stay

To hold your hand

Our arms outstretched and hanging low

Looking sad

Quite rightly so

But willow Tree I have your back

So we can stop

The lumberjack


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