THE BIG OAK TREE
24 March 1995
Miss Annie Mae's yard is down yonder way,
way over that hill by Mr. Will and that
great big hill.
Folks round here say that Miss
Annie Mae has lived so long, she can
tell stories of days long gone.
That big old tree hung more than
vine and some say more than the
possums in the summertime.
But us kids love the summertime
because it's a lot of fun, now we
swing and climb just for the joy
of being a boy.
Oh big tree. With big limbs as large
as most trees, now they hang heavy,
over the house and over toward Miss
Lettie, it's a big tree and mighty heavy.
Miss Annie Mae says the ghosts hang
in the tree at night and it's not
the crickets singing tonight, that
was long ago.
Now it's squirrel's paradise and the kids
delight, big beautiful oak tree with the
tales of strange images blowing in the
wind, has unforgotten memories of
Miss Annie's father's tear stained end.