"Trees" lyrics

Cedars and oaks, and birches and pines
You tell me your favourite, I'll tell you mine
I like the tall ones, short ones, ones with great big roots
I like the ones that bend in the wind
And the ones that got fruit

Oh, trees
Nice enough to see
Oh trees, growing up around you and me
Thank you trees
For picking up what we're putting out
For giving us air to laugh about
How lucky we are to have trees

Now the guitar I'mma picking
Is made of wood
So I don't take much convincing that a tree's good
But greed is a weed and it takes more than it needs
Yeah, wasting a tree is like wasting a buck
If you ain't got a reason
Let 'em dig and be dug
They're wasting long hours
Tuning time into rings

Oh, trees, for birds and big raccoons
For monkeys and bugs and lost balloons
The trees all know cause they go real slow
In everything they do
Tree's probably smarter than me and you

Trees got squirrels and little boys and girls
Climbing up and down em all the time
They'll wrestle the wind
Ann they'll bow and they'll bend
And they'll stand the test of time
And a tree may not grow all that high
On the side of a hill so steep
Be rest assured, below the dirt
He's digging down really deep

Oh, trees
Nice enough to see
Oh trees, growing up around you and me
Thank you trees
For picking up what we're putting out
For giving us air to laugh about
How lucky we are to have trees

Oh, trees, for birds and big raccoons
For monkeys and bugs and lost balloons
The trees all know cause they go real slow
In everything they do
Tree's probably smarter than me and you