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Paul Kantner The Baby Tree Lyrics

Last updated: 11/06/2011 10:00:00 AM

Words/Music: Rosalie Sorrells

There's an island way over the sea
Where the babies they all grow on trees
And its jolly good fun
To swing in the sun
But you'd better be sure you don't sneeze-sneeze
You'd better be sure you don't sneeze

You'd better be sure you don't sneeze
While hanging up there in the breeze
And if you should cough
You might very well fall off
And tumble down flop on your knees-knees
Tumble down flop on your knees

And when the stormy winds wail
And the breezes blow high in a gale
There's a curious dropping and flopping and plopping
And fat little babies just hail-hail
Fat little babies just hail

And the babies lie there in a pile
And the grownups they come after awhile
And they always pass by
All the babies that cry
And take only babies that smile-smile
They take only babies that smile...
Even triplets and twins if they'll smile

Thanks to fiona :) for submitting The Baby Tree Lyrics.



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