Tall Pine Tree

Before I leave let me tell you why I'm going

I’ll try to speak in such a way

That you won't be afraid of listening

Too many words been spoken without no understanding

And I'd hate to add another wound to the times

We had good loving.

But oh when I think of the tall pine trees growing

The silver mists of snow all around me blowing

I'll miss the gentle times and the fire place a-warming

Perhaps I'll turn my head away to hide the tears a-falling

Some say I have dishonored you through foolishness and folly

The question not in where that lies but if you're standing by me

I do not need to hear the words to know your truthful answer

Your eyes that once were home to me

Now tell me I'm a stranger

I'm bound to be a wanderer I'll never take another

I'll catch a merchant ship tonight and sail to foreign waters

I'll judge no man for what he's done and no man will I bother

And I hope to find some peace again

And cleanse my soul of anger

La.....La.....La.....