🎸 Intro: D Bb D Bb 🎸 Verse 1: D Bb D Bb D I don't want to be the old maple tree D Bb A D That used to stand outside my window D Bb D Bb D Strong on the outside rotting from the inside D Hushed debate on when I finally go
🎸 Chorus 1: G D Bb A D You can be a shady tree swaying in the summer breeze For a hundred seasons G A Till all they see is a liability and they start searching for the reasons Bb A D To cut you down 🎸 Verse 2: D Bb D Bb D I don't want to be the man telephone in his hand D Bb A D Waiting to make that fatefull call D Bb D Bb D Wringing those hands that never worked the land D Instead going straight to the saw 🎸 Chorus 2: G D Bb A D How many times could you have tried to stop the rot before it took root G A But in your absence you convince your conscience its in the tree's best interest too Bb A D To cut it down 🎸 Verse 3: D Bb D Bb D I dont want to be the guy chainsaw at his side D Bb A D That came to the yard on that day D Bb D Bb D To do the dirty work that other's gladly shirked D It'd be inconvenient any other way 🎸 Chorus 3: G D Bb A D I want to water the ground let it seep way down and fortify the roots that run deep G A And if I fall flat I pray the lord that they call me on my hypocricy Bb A D And cut me down
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