| This old man I’ve talked about
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| Broke his own heart, poured it in the ground
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| Big red tree grew up and out
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| Throws up it’s leaves, spins round and round
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| I know all this and more
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| So take your hat off 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 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 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, I know all this and more
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| So take your hat off boy 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 when you’re talking to me
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| And be there when I feed the tree |