Pine Tree

Way down in Georgia
Way down the road
Come about the mornin
I'll be headed home

Goin to the mountain
of the Carolines
I'll get there before the sun falls
behind the tall white pine

Pine tree, pine tree
growin from the soil of Gallilee
Don't be scared now, don't be slow
If you don't go then the roots won't grow

When I was a child there
three feet out of school
and looked out on the valley
and dreamed the dreams I could

As the years passed by
my shadow grew so tall
you know the steps could I take
afraid that I would fall

Pine tree, pine tree
growin from the soil of Gallilee
Don't be scared now, don't be slow
If you don't go then the roots won't grow

Through the darkest rainfall
I have been kept dry
A steady hand to guide me
to the other side

When my dying day comes
bury me beside
the tallest of the pine trees
in the hills of Caroline

Pine tree, pine tree
growin from the soil of Gallilee
Don't be scared now, don't be slow
If you don't go then the roots won't grow

If you don't go then the roots won't grow

Pine tree, pine tree
growin from the soil of Gallilee
Don't be scared now, don't be slow
If you don't go then the roots won't grow