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Trees
Son the storm came thru
Now I didn’t know what to do
Without the luxury of electricity were doomed
Power lines that block the road
I could not get home to you
When I do I promise you
I’ll tell you about the storm
The tree that stands the tallest
Is the most prone to fall down
And all its tallest branches
Lying lonely on the ground
Here left in the dark
Without a light in this whole town
The tree that stands the tallest
Is the furthest from the ground
Honey, the wind it blew
Oh what are we gonna do
Without our property
or paper of currency were doomed
Chicago skies are clear tonite
The anger gods release there wrath
On the wretched and the right
The tree that stands the tallest
Is the most prone to fall down
And all its tallest branches
Lying lonely on the ground
Here left in the dark
Without a light in this whole town
The tree that stands the tallest
Is the furthest from the ground
The man that stand the tallest
in the most prone to fall down
And all his greatest honors
lying useless on the ground
Now the crumbled man is
walking taller than the crowd
He reaches out and lends a hand
to the man down on the ground
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to the man down on the ground
He reaches out and lends a hand
walking taller than the crowd
Now the crumbled man is
lying useless on the ground
And all his greatest honors
in the most prone to fall down
The man that stand the tallest
Is the furthest from the ground
The tree that stands the tallest
Without a light in this whole town
Here left in the dark
Lying lonely on the ground
And all its tallest branches
Is the most prone to fall down
The tree that stands the tallest
On the wretched and the right
The anger gods release there wrath
Chicago skies are clear tonite
or paper of currency were doomed
Without our property
Oh what are we gonna do
Honey, the wind it blew
Is the furthest from the ground
The tree that stands the tallest
Without a light in this whole town
Here left in the dark
Lying lonely on the ground
And all its tallest branches
Is the most prone to fall down
The tree that stands the tallest
I’ll tell you about the storm
When I do I promise you
I could not get home to you
Power lines that block the road
Without the luxury of electricity were doomed
Now I didn’t know what to do
Son the storm came thru
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