Oh mighty oak,
Big and strong,
Who would ever do you wrong?
They cut into your precious bark
And then your leaves turn dead and dark.
They tear into your wooden heart and leave it all torn apart.
Why they do this you don't know,
Why do they abuse you so?
You did no harm,
you did no wrong,
You only ever sang your song,
A song of hope
A song of peace
When the wind howls it is released
Your songs now stilled
No longer there
But those who harmed you do not care.
