THE GREAT MAGNOLIA TREE
BIG TALL AND GREEN
MY BRANCHES BIG AND BROWN
SOMETIME THEY’RE PULLED DOWN
TO EVERYONE I AM A SEAT
THEY THINK I’M SUCH A TREAT
SOMETIMES IT’S A LOT OF WEIGHT
AND I JUST WANT TO STATE
I AM TIRED OF YA’LL ALREADY
MY BRANCHES AREN’T AS STEADY
IM GETTING OLD
IM NOT AS YOUNG AS WHEN I WAS FIRST SOLD
I HAVE SEEN A LOT OF THINGS
SOMEONE ALWAYS SINGS
FRIENDS ARE ALWAYS TOGETHER
IN ALL KINDS OF WEATHER
I STAND HERE BIG AND TALL
EVERYONE ELSE SEEMS SO SMALL
I AM NEVER ALONE
BEACAUSE I HAVE MY FRIEND THE STONE
MY BEAUTIFUL FLOWERS ARE WHITE
THEY ALWAYS LOOK SO BRIGHT
IM GETTING OLD AND MIGHT DIE SOON
I REALLY HOPE I CAN SEE ANOTHER FULL MOON
MY LEAVES ARE FALLING, MY BRANCHES TOO
I JUST DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO