Cedar Tree
The cedar has a secret
Of perfume in her heart.
The cedar has a red, red heart!
The cedar tree is silent,
She makes no cry
When great winds come
Beating by.
The cedar is a dark tree,
Shadowy still.
She holds oil that
She must not spill.
She stands stiff with
A pointed top.
She never asks
A man to stop
Under her boughs as
Pine trees do.
She doesn't wish to
Speak to you!
The cedar has a secret
Of perfume in her heart.
The cedar has a red, red heart!
Of perfume in her heart.
The cedar has a red, red heart!
The cedar tree is silent,
She makes no cry
When great winds come
Beating by.
The cedar is a dark tree,
Shadowy still.
She holds oil that
She must not spill.
She stands stiff with
A pointed top.
She never asks
A man to stop
Under her boughs as
Pine trees do.
She doesn't wish to
Speak to you!
The cedar has a secret
Of perfume in her heart.
The cedar has a red, red heart!
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