The Green Song
These trees are your trees, these trees are my trees,
These trees are our trees, in this, our countree,
The sun is shinin', those birds are singin'
May they endure a hundred years!
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One day some teachers, on Yorkdale's pastures,
Got started thinkin', got started wondrin'
Beneath 'em grass green, above 'em sky blue,
How 'bout some green around 'em too?
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First came the diggin', then came the plantin',
'Cause we we're hopin', that with some watrin'
Where once was bare ground, ther might be fair ground,
Our trees will stand a hundred years!
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First bark then branches, then leaf, then berry,
Chipmunk they'll shelter, and squirrel they'll carry,
In lofty treetops, the birds will gather
Our trees will live a hundred years!
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When snows surround them, in winter sleeping,
When winds blow round them, December's keeping,
Beneath the cold bark, the sap's awaiting,
With only forty days to go!
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At springtime's waking, at the May-June raking,
The birds returning, their nests their making,
Small buds are now seen, the leaves are now green,
Reachin' so high into the sky!
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In the summer growin', in the warm breeze blowin',
From the hot sun savin', under branches wavin',
'Cause now there's leaf here, and so relief here,
Beneath those ever-spreadin' crowns!
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In autumn's turning their golden colour,
Though leaf will leave them, though skies grow duller,
We will be watching the transformation,
These trees renew another year!
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One day we'll leave her, from Yorkdale's scen'ry,
To stroll near others, to see their green'ry,
But we'll remember that our trees stand here,
May they endure a hundred years!
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