Maple Trees

Ship me, trip me where you please.

I can make most moves with ease.

Just do me one favor please

Don’t take me too far from the Maple Trees.

Bamboo jungles are cool, I know

And Hawaiian palms sway to and fro.

I’m a fool for cypress knees

But don’t take me too far from the Maple Trees.

The sandman brings me all the travelin’ that I can stand.

Roll call finds me in New England in the fall.

Salty dogs may sail the seas

And flyboys ply the breeze

But my choice, Mister, please

Don’t take me too far from the Maple Trees.

Such pretty colors.

Each one different from the others.

But soon the ground will harden

And that’s the end of autumn.

To the tune of the winter wind

Then Spring comes slinkin’ in

That’s the time when the sap’ll climb

And then comes Summertime.

With the hot, hot summer sun.

Maple trees shading everyone.

And then comes Autumn

And we’re so glad we got ‘em.

Then such pretty colors

Each one different from the others

Then the winter wind.

Then it’s Spring again

When the sap climbs.

Then it’s Summertime.

Then such pretty colors

Each one different from the others…