Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Marie Chadwick
Songwriter
Lyrics
It's me the tree
I was cut down suddenly
What came over the humans
That were living under me
Me the tree
Your best friend in a breeze
200 years gone in an hour for the cheese
I know why, I know why
The tree was cut to the ground
There's blood on you, blood on you
For choosing a dollar over
A tree that lived
Longer than a human could ever try
There's blood on you, blood on you
For choosing a dollar over a tree
Back to me
I can't believe
I used to share my leaves
I see
It was money and greed
Your view got better and now you'll own such a valuable property
I know why, I know why
The tree was cut to the ground
There's blood on you, blood on you
For choosing a dollar over
A tree that lived
Longer than a human could ever try
There's blood on you, blood on you
For choosing a dollar over a tree
You are the tallest tree in the neighborhood
There's blood on you, blood on you
For killing the oldest coolest tree
Your leaves fell today for the last time
I know why you cut the tree down
I hope you enjoy your million dollar view
Writer(s): John Marie Chadwick
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