| You don’t know me, but my name’s Sie,
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| I’m just the O’Hare, delivery guy.
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| But it seems like trees might be worth a try,
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| So I say, let it grow.
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| My name’s Dan; |
| And my name’s Rose.
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| Our son Wesley kinda glows,
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| And that’s not good so we suppose,
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| We should let it grow.
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| Let it grow, let it grow,
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| You can’t read what you don’t sew!
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| Plant the seed inside the earth,
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| Just one way, to know it’s worth.
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| Celebrate the world’s rebirth,
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| We say let it grow.
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| My name’s Marie,
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| And I am three!
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| And I would resolutions like to see a tree,
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| La la la la la lala lee,
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| I say let it grow.
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| I’m Grammy Norma —
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| I’m old and I’ve got gray hair,
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| But I remember when trees were everywhere,
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| And no one had to pay for air!
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| So I say, let it grow!
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| Let it grow, let it grow,
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| Like it did so long ago.
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| It is just one tiny seed,
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| But it’s all we really need,
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| Time to change your life with deed,
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| Time to let it grow.
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| My name’s O’Hare, I’m one of you.
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| I live here in Thneedville, too.
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| The things you say just might be true.
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| It could be time, to start anew.
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| Maybe change my point of view!
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| Nah!
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| I say let it die!
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| Let it die, let it die,
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| Let it shrivel up and —
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| Come on, who’s with me?
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| No one.
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| You greedy dirtbag!
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| Let it grow, let it grow,
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| Let the love inside you show!
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| Plant the seed inside the earth,
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| Just one way, to know it’s worth!
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| Celebrate the world’s rebirth,
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| We say let it grow! |