I Must Be A Tree

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Gene Parsons I Must Be A Tree by Gene Parsons/Gib Guilbeau

Clarence White guitar

You are nothing but a piece of driftwood

But I can feel the pain and misery

And in this rut I'm stuck with roots a-pining

But I'm not a man so I must be a tree

I can't be real, yes I must be a tree

I bloom my spring then comes the fall that withers me

And through this cold I'm dormant 'til you call on me

That's why I know that I must be a tree

Every month you mate our need gets bigger

My heart has hardened like a knot of wood

And things won't be so shady for you anymore

Someday this tree will branch out towards the other wood

I can't be real, no I must be a tree

I bloom my spring then comes the fall that withers me

And through this cold I'm dormant 'til you call on me

That's why I know that I must be a tree

From The Kindling LP

Warner Brothers Records