"Stewed Bark Of An Old Oaktree" lyrics

Sway, be lulled by the sweet corn
Stay, we'll huddle in a snowstorm
The reason the sun reached down like a snow pea
Reaches right up with a hand that's heavenly

Shake and shake, my sugaree
Bless every little whistle
Come to California, sing with me
Love song and a fistful
Stewing the skin of the tall oak tree
Antony sings for the soul of a lover
Come break bread in the east with me
You are my sister, you are my brother
Shake and shake, my sugaree

Joy, our only birthright
Joy, our only birthright
Shake and shake, my sugaree
Come to California, drink some tea
Clouds
Clouds, finally arriving
Stewing the skin of the tall oak tree
Don't you love to watch them slowly rising?
Come break bread in the north country
Don't you love to watch them climb the horizon?
Shake and shake, my sugaree

Ooh, run to the riverbed
Come to California, sing with me
Ooh, run to the riverbed
Stewing the skin of the tall oak tree
Ooh, come and rest your head
Come break bread in the east with me
Ooh, run to the riverbed
Come break bread in the south country
Stewing the skin of the tall oak tree

With me
Stewing the skin of the
With me
Shake and shake
With me
Shake and shake
With me