Oak Tree - Mirel Wagner
Lady left me here underneath this old oak tree
She made me a bad of roots and leaves
With a tremblin' voice she sung me to sleep
Said dream, dream dream dream, sweet dreams
Dream, dream dream dream, sweet dreams
Dark was the night, cold the ground
I heard voices all around
Sign of storm, fallen in dawn
My little soul is free and unbound
And I dream, dream dream dream sweet dreams
I dream, dream dream dream sweet dreams
So if you walk in the woods and you see
A big old old tree
Thread carefully, please
Cause I'm dreaming underneath
And I dream, dream dream dream sweet dreams
I dream, dream dream dream sweet dreams