Walking by the river
And running like a blue streak
Through the fields of streams
and meadows
Laughing all the way
Oh redwood tree
Please let us under
When we were young we used
to go
Under the redwood tree
And it smells like rain
Maybe even thunder
Won't you keep us from all
harm
Wonderful redwood tree
And a boy and his father
Went out, went out looking
for the lost dog
You know what oh haven't they
learned
Since they did that together
They did not bring him back
He already had departed
But look at everything they
have learned
Since that, since that very
day
Oh redwood tree
Please let us under
When we were young we used
to go
Under the redwood tree
And it smells like rain
Maybe even thunder
Won't you keep us from all
harm
Wonderful redwood tree
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