| SONGS |
| Live Oak |
| Chorus Live oak, Live oak (ch, ch) Oooo Baby, let your xylem flow (uh!) Yeah, yeah, yeah, Ya, Ya! Live oak, Live oak (ch, ch) Oooo Baby, let your xylem flow (uh!) Yeah, yeah, yeah, Ya, Ya! Gray squirrel told me just the other day, Found an acorn and he ran away, Dug a hole and he stuck it in the sand, Now tall trees grow across the land. A live oak’s roots grow way down low, Where water and nutrients begin to flow, They raise their branches and they wave to the sun, Now photosynthesis has begun. The live oak’s leaves will prick your skin, Touch them once, you won’t touch them again, The oak woodland is their favorite home, So pay them a visit in their own life zone. |
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| to the tune of “Louie Louie” |