There was a tall oak tree
That loved a babbling brook
And the babbling brook

Loved the mountain high

And the mountain high

Loved the sky above
The Creator looked down
And saw everything was

Love, love, love

No, he took a bone

And a piece of mud
He made a man and a woman
To be flesh and blood


And then along came the Devil
Up out of the ground

He tempted woman and
That spread sin all around
All around, all around


If she'd left that apple
On the apple tree

There'd be no tears or sorrow
We'd live eternally


And then along came Man
To burn the oak tree down
And now the babbling brook

Is a solid ground

And the mountain high

Don't stand so high
And there's a cloud of smoke
That covers up the clear blue sky


There was a tall oak tree
There was a tall oak tree

There was a tall oak tree