A sugar maple sure sounds sweet

And a nest in an oak

Tree is hard to beat

An aspen branch makes

A pretty perch

And I love to land in

An old black birch

But however much they lean

They'll never come between

Me and my forever and evergreen

I can stretch my wings

In a mountain ash

And sing my song from a sassafras

Or fly to the top of a cottonwood

And weave through the

Willows all day if I could

But however much they lean

They'll never come between

Me and my forever and evergreen